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For Once, He Slept First. She Lay In The Dark, Listening To Him Breathe, Stealing A Little Of His Warmth As Her Own Body Cooled. Since He Was Asleep, She Stroked His Hair. "i Love You," She Murmured. "i Love You So Much, I'm Stupid About It." With A Sigh, She Settled Down, Closed Her Eyes, And Willed Her Mind To Empty. Beside Her, Roarke Smiled Into The Dark. He Never Slept First.

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For Once, He Slept First. She Lay In The Dark, Listening To Him Breathe, Stealing A Little Of His Warmth As Her Own Body Cooled. Since He Was Asleep, She Stroked His Hair. "i Love You," She Murmured. "i Love You So Much, I'm Stupid About It." With A Sigh, She Settled Down, Closed Her Eyes, And Willed Her Mind To Empty. Beside Her, Roarke Smiled Into The Dark. He Never Slept First.

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You Are Wise As Well As Short." "i Can Also Break Bricks With My Bare Hands." "that's A Handy Skill If You Ever Find Yourself Walled Up In The Basement Of An Abandoned House By A Psychopath.

A Writer Never Finds The Time To Write. A Writer Makes It. If You Don't Have The Drive, The Discipline, And The Desire, Then You Can Have All The Talent In The World, And You Aren't Going To Finish A Book.

Retirement Wasn't A Reward At The End Of A Well-run Career ... It Was A Void Surrounded By Endless Dull Hours, Haunted By Memories Of Work.

You Don't Need To Diet, She-body. You Are A Just-right Female." "mcnab?" Eve Said. "yes, Sir." "shut Up." "it's All Right, Dallas. We're A Couple." "a Couple Of What? No, Don't Tell Me. Don't Talk To Me. Don't Talk To Each Other. Let There Be Silence Across The Land.

He Loves Me." "you Sound Surprised." "nobody Ever Did. Not Like This. It's Easy To Say, For Some People. The Words. But It's Not Just Words With Roarke. He Sees Inside Me, And It Doesn't Matter.

There Are No Dead Ends, Just Detours.

Nobody's That Naive," She Muttered. "nobody's That Guileless." "he's From Nebraska." Peabody Scanned Her Pocket Unit. "from Where?" "nebraska." Peabody Waived A Hand, Vaguely West.... "they Still Grow Them Pretty Guileless In Nebraska. I Think It's All That Soy And Corn.

I Love You. I Don't Know When It Started, Years Ago Or Weeks. But I Know My Heart's Lost To You, And I Wouldn't Have It Another Way. You're What I Want, All There Is Of You.

Love Makes Saints Or Sinners Out Of Men.

Life Has Very Little Even Ground.

The Most Important Thing Is You Can't Write What You Wouldn't Read For Pleasure. It's A Mistake To Analyze The Market Thinking You Can Write Whatever Is Hot. You Can't Say You're Going To Write Romance When You Don't Even Like It. You Need To Write What You Would Read If You Expect Anybody Else To Read It.

The Tune Was Sad, As The Best Of Ireland Was, Melancholy And Lovely As A Lover's Tears.

Once She'd Been A Victim- Helpless, Used, And Broken. Now, She Was A Warrior.

Have Mcnab Take The Edge If You Need One. Can He Handle Bad Cop?" "he Does It Really Well During Personal Role-playing Games When I'm The Reluctant Witness.

Phillip Look Into Ray's Eyes. He Saw Compassion And Hope. And He Saw Himself Mirrored Back, Bleeding In A Dirty Gutter On A Street Where Life Was Worth Less Than A Dime Bag. Sick, Tired, Petrified, Phillip Dropped His Head Into His Hands. "what's The Point?" "you're The Point, Son." Ray Ran His Hand Over Phillip's Hair. "you're The Point.

I’ve Never Been The One. Not For Anybody.” He Closed The Distance Between Them. “you’ll Get Used To It.” He Tipped Her Face Up To His, Kissed Her. “why? Why Am I The One?” “because My Life Opened Up, And It Flooded With Color When You Walked Back Into It.

Whatever You Remember, Or Feel, You Need To Know That Whatever They Were They Did One Worthwhile Thing In Their Miserable Lives. And That Was You. Whatever They Were, They Couldn't Destroy That. They Couldn't Stop You From Becoming.

Worthwhile Things

Look, If Some Guy Dressed In His Mother's Clothes Breaks In, Fight Him Off Until I Get My Pants Back On.

My Apartment's Only About A Block Away." "isn't That Handy." "fate," He Countered As He Took A Seat On The Sofa And Made Himself At Home. "fantasic, Isn't It?" "one Day Very Soon, I'm Going To Tell You What You Can Do With That Fate Of Yours.

God Is Dead And I Am His Replacement.

Luck Is Luck ... What We Do With It Determines Whether It's Good Or Bad.

Put All Your Eggs In One Basket... The Handle's Going To Break. Then All You've Got Is Scrambled Eggs.

Love Is Not Enough. But, It Is The Rock On Which All Else Stands.

Justin Turned To Give Her One Of His Cool, Unsmiling Looks. Butterflies Fluttered In Her Throat. She'd Be Very Careful, Serena Decided, As If She Were Walking Through A Minefield. "what Are You Thinking?" "about Bombs," She Answered Blandly, "deadly Camoflaged Bombs." She Gave Him A Quick,innocent Grin. "are We Going To Eat Soon? I'm Starving.

Nature Will Kill You Without A Minute's Thought, And In Nastier Ways Than A Crazy Guy With Agun. It Doesn't Make Her Any Less Beautiful.

‘was That Like A Cookie?’ She Wondered. ‘hmmm?’ ‘you Know, Have A Cookie. You'll Feel Better.’ She Put Her Hands On Either Side Of His Face, Lifting It As He Laughed. ‘were You Making Me Feel Better?’ ‘i Certainly Hope So. It Worked For Me.’ He Dipped His Head To Kiss Her Lightly. ‘i Wanted You. I Always Do.’ ‘it's Funny How Men Can Wake Up With Their Brains In Their Cocks.’ ‘it Makes Us What We Are.’ Still Chuckling, He Rolled Her Over Him, Patted Her Butt. ‘let's Take A Shower. I'll Give You Another Cookie.’

...she'd Gone Past Interest, Swung Into Attraction, Burst Through Lust, Tripped Over Affection, And Was Now Skidding Out Of Control Into Love.

And Still She Felt More Confident At The Prospect Of Taking On The Russian Mafia Than She Did Attending A Backyard Barbecue.

What Did She Say?" Eve Asked When They Got Into The Car. "here's Love, She Said, To Hold Until Next We Meet And I Give You More.

If You Love Someone, When It's The Most Real, The Most Important Thing In Your Life, It's Not Enough To Coast. You Need To Dig In Those Footers, Start Building On That Base. You Want Something To Last, You Put Your Back Into It.

The Simple And Most Complex Answer Is Love.

Planting A Flower's Like Opening A Book, Because Either Way You're Starting Something. And Your Garden's Your Library.

I Wonder If You Can Understand, I Never Really Knew What It Was To Want, Until You.

Because You’re The One. Because I’ve Never Felt For Anyone What I Feel For You. I Want A Lifetime With You, Abigail. I Want A Home With You, Family With You. I Want To Make Children With You, Raise Them With You. If You Truly Don’t Want Any Of That With Me, I’ll Give You The Best I’ve Got, And Hope You Change Your Mind. I Just Need You To Tell Me You Don’t Want It.

Roarke Had To Force Himself Not To Snatch Her Up As She Swept Through The Hallowed Senate Halls. Members Of The Media Were Already Leaping Toward Her, But She Cut Through Them As If They Weren’t There. “i Like Your Style, Lieutenant Dallas,” He Said When They’d Fought Their Way To The Car. “i Like It A Lot. And By The Way, I Don’t Think I’m In Love With You Anymore. I Know I Am.

I Never Had A Plan, Except To Write. I Love What I Do, And Have From The Beginning. Loving What You Do Makes It A Lot Easier To Work, Every Day, To Face The Tough Spots And Heel In For The Long Haul. Nothing Against Plans; They Work For Some People. But For Me, If I'd Been Planning, Worrying About Numbers, Trying To Micro-manage My Career, I Wouldn't Have Focused On The Writing. If You Don't Write, You're Not Read. If You're Not Read, You Don't Sell. So That's My Master Plan, I Guess. Write The Books, Let The Agent Agent, The Editor Edit, The Publisher Publish.

Loving What You Do

She Raised Her Eyes To His. They Had Both Come From Misery, She Thought, And Survived It. They Had Been Drawn Together Through Violence And Tragedy, And Had Overcome It. They Walked Different Paths And Had Found A Mutual Route. Some Things Last, She Thought. Some Ordinary Things. Like Love.

I Want To Keep You, Till The End Of Days.

The End Of The Day

Shannon: Only The Living Suffered. Only They Were Riddled With Guilt And Regret And Unanswered Questions.

Unanswered Questions

He Wanted To Be A Poet,' Someone Else Put In While Maggie Hugged Tim And Patted His Back. 'said He'd Only Lacked The Words To Be One.

I Do Indeed Write On The Road. My Laptop Goes With Me Everywhere.

I Wouldn't Waste A Day, Not An Hour, Not A Moment. Take What You Want And Damn Caution. Live, Enjoy. Feed Ravenously. Or The Biggest Regret You'll Have At The End Of Your Life Is Wasted Time.

I Think I've Just Lost Five Pounds In Fear Sweat." Peabody Mopped At Her Face. "now I Want A Cannoli. I Don't Know Why." With A Laugh, Roarke Shifted To Grin At Her. "i'll Buy You A Dozen, Precious." "cannolis, For God's Sake.

She Walked With A Ghost Of Herself, One Full Of Potential And Possibility. One Who Was Fearless. Where Had That Girl Gone?

That Has Not Yet Been Put To The Test. I Got My Fourth-degree Black Belt This Winter. When I Make Martial Arts Noises, Thousands Flee In Terror. Don't Test Me." "can You Hear That? It's My Knees Knocking." "they're Wise To Fear Me.

Earrings Are Like Orgasms. You Can Never Have Too Many." " I Never Thought About It Quite That Way." Well, You're A Man. " She Gave His Knee A Friendly Pat.

It Doesn't Matter, That's The Point. It Doesn't Matter That Things Don't Always Work Exactly The Way You Thought They Should. Moments Matter. People Matter, How They Feel, How They Connect. Who They Are Alone And Together. All That Matters, No Matter How Quickly The Moment Passes. Maybe Because It Passes.

She Was Singed, Bleeding, Bruised, And Furiously Alive.

A Woman With Romance In Her Life Lived As Grandly As A Queen, Because Her Heart Was Treasured.

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