“So, whose idea was it for your book club’s Valentine’s ball to have a historic theme. And why Scotland?” “It’s a really sweet story, Honey, about a new member in the group. On Valentine’s Day two years ago, Fiona was
“Honey, will you toss me my running watch? It’s in the drawer of my bedside table.” Paul hurried into the bedroom and found it. The drawer wouldn’t close completely, but he’d fix that later. He went to the top of
“So, what time should I pick you up, Sweetie?” It had been so long since Phylicia had seen Riley, her excitement was off the charts. She wasn’t just counting days, she had a timer on her desk that displayed hours,
“Thanks for insisting I come and spend the week here, Sweetie. I feel like a new woman.” “There’s nothing worse than a bad breakup with someone you’re living with. At least this way, he’ll be gone when you get back.
My husband was casting furtive glances towards the bar. He was trying to be discrete about watching a bridesmaid and groomsman glued together. They were from the wedding reception being held at the hotel. We were celebrating our tenth anniversary
When I saw Liam arrive, my heart took off at a gallop. He looks so sexy in those jeans! Yum! I made up my mind a week ago, and I’d been on pins and needles ever since. I laughed to