He tipped his head to Ronan and looked warily at Bowser. "Sir.""David, this is Ronan McGuire and his partner, Bowser, " Maddy said. "They're two of New York's finest.

Maddy pressed her fingers to her lips, a smile blooming there. The man could kiss like the devil. Hot, passionate, demanding. Holy hell. Ronan McGuire was a force of nature, and equally dangerous.

His father had been in the military and so had his grandfather. It was a natural fit when Ronan and his brothers each donned a uniform of some kind.

She wanted him, but she didn't want to want him.

Silence hung between them, and Maddy's heartbeat picked up. She probably should have played it cool, but why bother? She wanted him.

You were the one girl I wanted who wanted nothing to do with me.

Tell me what you want, Mads.""You, " she said in a shaky whisper. "I want you, Ronan.

I want you to let go. Just close your eyes and feel me. Don't think. Don't try to control it. All you have to do... is feel.

Ronan tightened his grip before leaning over and whispering, "Do you have any idea how much I want you?

Weren't you the guy who said he'd settle for one woman when hell froze over?""I did say that, didn't I?""Yeah, a bunch of times, " Gavin's smile faded.

Ronan cupped her neck with his other hand and brushed his lips lightly over hers. "I want you, Maddy. I want you more than I've ever wanted any woman in my life.

I always look back and say I should have made more. It should have been more lucrative, but it wasnt.

A red, red rose, all wet with dew, With leaves of green by red shot through.

Mathematics is man's own handiwork, subject only to the limitations imposed by the laws of thought.

When we steadfastly believe and act our faith in God's Word, nothing can keep the power in the Word from making all things to become exactly as the Word says.

I'm married. I'm not attracted to any other woman, ever.

By the time we complete the care for the wounded soldiers, $6 trillion, that's $50,000 per American household.

You have to eat to cook. You can't be a good cook and be a noneater. I think eating is the secret to good cooking.

If you insist on asking me why I feel the way I do, I plan to take the Fifth Amendment.

I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.