It’s common to cease all communication when a relationship ends.

Her emotions were so raw that the hated tears were always just below the surface, waiting to escape at the most inopportune times. She felt like an emotional wreck and had to constantly battle for composure.

They didn’t trip and kill each other.

You’re my mate. Mine, Dusti. Love me. I won’t ever hurt you.

Zandy blinked a few times. “They had really good cookies and they approved of thong underwear. What can I say? I didn’t stand a chance.

Why do you have an unconscious female in your arms? I’m trying not to judge but she smells of fear. Did you scare her enough that she fainted and now you’re pulling a caveman stunt to carry her off to your room to kiss it all better.

You wanted to see the real me.” His chin lifted and his arms open. “Here I am, baby.

You said I should change my life and find a reason to want to live. I chose you.

It seemed that angels carried a cherry flavor in their mouths and it was her favorite.

It had seemed simple in theory to persuade one of them to allow a male into her bed and heart. The reality of it was anything but easy.