We All Look. The Lucky Find.

It Looks Like Armani And Cartier Went To War.

There I Go Being Critical Again. Does A Man Have To Stand On One Foot And Juggle For Me To Consider Him Entertaining? What Am I Looking For? A Knight?...no, Knights Are All Polished And Shiny. I Think My Taste Runs To Something With A Bit Of Tarnish And Maybe A Few Scratches. Someone Who Can Make Me Laugh And Cry And Make Me Angry And Make My Knees Tremble When He Touches Me.

I've Wanted To Be With You When I Didn't Have The Right To.

I Want To See You Again." He Stopped, Took Her Face In His Hands. "i Need To See You Again." Her Pulse Jumped, As If It Had Nothing To Do With The Rest Of Her. "roarke, What's Going On Here?" "lieutenant." He Leaned Forward, Touched His Lips To Hers. "indications Are We're Having A Romance.

If You’re Looking For The Full Deal, The Till-death Deal, Then Look At Me. No One’s Ever Going To Love You, Stick By You, Understand How You Work The Way I Do. (malcolm Kavanaugh)