My Boyfriend And I Are Badasses.

I Have To Say You Don't Look Anything Like A Policewoman." Maxia's Perfect Eyebrows Arched As She Gave Eve's Dress A Quick Scan. "leonardo Dresses You, Doesn't He?" "no, I Usually Do It Myself.

I Would Hope That My Writing's Cleaner Than It Was When I Started.

I Write Every Day. Even If I'm Not Writing Well, I Write Through It. I Can Fix A Bad Page. I Can't Fix A Blank One.

The Vulnerability Undid Him Even As The Strength Brought Him Pride. And The Whole Of Her Brought Him Love Beyond The Measuring Of It. Of All He'd Craved In His Life, All He'd Dreamed Of Having, All He'd Fought To Gain By Fair Means Or Foul, He'd Never Imagined Having Such Such As She As His Own. Never Imagined Himself The Man He'd Come To Be Because She Was.

It's Major Ketchup In The Bathroom With The Laser Scalpel." "hmm." He Sliced A Delicately Herbed Spear Of Asparagus. "obviously We Were Meant For Each Other As I Can Interpret That As You Meaning Something More Like Colonel Mustard In The Conservatory With The Candlestick.