After one kiss you're already looking to get rid of me?

Are you nervous?"... "A little." "Do you want to stop?" "No, just go slow." "I can do that." He could do any damn thing she asked of him.

You look good in my shirt, " he murmured. The quiet words drew her gaze back to his face. "Then why do you look disappointed?" His shoulders lifted slightly. "I was hoping you'd be wearing nothing.

You want to start over?" he murmured against her ear. His hot breath sent shivers to her toes.

What are you doing?" she whispered. He wasn't sure why she was whispering, but he kept his voice just as low. "I want to taste you.

You're a machine, " she murmured when he swept kisses across her jaw and over her cheek. "Only for you, sweetheart.

Growing up she'd heard rumors about the enforcer and how badass he was...

Thank you, " she said against his neck. For what?" For putting up with me." He chuckled against the top of her head. "As if I could live without you.

One beautiful smile can always be a good reason for our day to start with great hope for a better future

Zane sighed. Jovan and Mother were just the same. “Maybe later” meant no.

We need to teach our nation to detest any form of plots, insinuations, evil intrigues and violence.

Get up early and go to the local produce markets. In Latin America and Asia, those are usually great places to find delicious food stalls serving cheap, authentic and fresh specialties.

I am a channel for the Christ spirit. The title was given to me very recently by the Godhead.

I have tremendous confidence in the ability of government institutions and the American people to do what is right to make sure that our democracy stays on the right track.

The intellect of two thousand asses cannot bring forth a single man's thought.

(3) 'IS IT A SYSTEM...?' ... Ultimately, I suspect, this is a question about which the reader should form his own judgement by study of the original text.

Anything that works well or has long-term success is never done quickly.

This mangled, smutted semi-world hacked out Of dirt . . . It is not possible for the moon To blot this with its dove-winged blendings.