|
f76fd10
|
"lGyr@! "lys `Tyl Gywr, nh wthq" kdhlk ql bwshkyn. n hdhh lmlHZ@ lbsyT@ tshhd b`mq `bqry@ sh`rn lqwmy. n m `nh `Tyl mn qlq lnfs wDTrb l'fkr nshy `n nh "fqd ymnh bmthlh l'`l~". wlkn `Tyl m kn lh 'bd 'n yrD~ lnfsh hwn lmrbT@ fy mkn m mn 'jl 'n ytjss wytrSd wytrqb: nh 'kthr thq@ mn 'n yf`l dhlk. bl`ks: kn l bd mn df`h wmn tqdym lbrhyn lh, wmn tHryDh bl'dl@ ldmG@ lHmlh `l~ tSwr lkhyn@. wl kdhlk lGywr lHq. l ystTy` lmr 'n ytkhyl md~ m ymkn 'n yhw~ lyh lGywr mn drk ldn@ wlHT@ dwn 'n ysh`r b'y khjl mn dhlk. wlys m`n~ hdh 'n lGywryn ytSfwn bHqr@ lnfs Htm. l... rb rjl nbyl lqlb nqyW lHb mkhlS l`Tf@, yrtDy m` dhlk 'n ykhtby tHt lsrr, w'n yrshy 'ns qdhryn, w'n ystkhdm 'HT 'nw` ltjss! wm kn l`Tyl 'bd 'n ydh`n llkhyn@ - 'qwl ydh`n llkhyn@ wl 'qwl yGfrh - rGm 'n lh nfs rqyq@ bryy'@ knfs Tfl SGyr. wl kdhlk lGywr lHq! m mn shy l wymkn 'n ydh`n lh lGywr wm mn shy l wymkn 'n yGfrh `nd lHj@. n lGywryn 'sr` lns l~ lGfrn, wlns y`rfn hdh! hm qdrwn - mthl - `l~ 'n ymsHw khyn@ mshhwd@ (b`d 'n ythwrw thwr@ `nyf@ fy lbdy@ Tb`), wqblt w`nqt r'wh b'`ynhm, shryT@ 'n ystTy`w 'n yqwlw l'nfshm "n hdhh akhr mr@" w'n lGrym syGyb w'nh syrHl l~ bld fy akhr l`lm, 'w 'nhm symDwn hm 'nfshm bHbybthm l~ mnTq@ ny'y@ l ystTy` lkhSm lkryh 'n ydrkh fyh ywm. thm l tdwm lmSlH@ 'kthr mn s`@ Tb`. dhlk 'nhm, wlw khtf~ lkhSm, m ylbthwn 'n yktshfw khSm jdyd mndh lGd, fdh hm yst'nfwn `dhb 'nfshm bsbb hdhh "lkhyn@" ljdyd@. rb mtsy'l ytsy'l: m fy nZrhm qym@ Hb yqtDy hdhh lHtyTt klh, wytTlb hdhh lmrqb@ ldy'm@ lmtSl@, whl lmr'@ lty ytSwrwn khynth tstHq mnhm hdh lHb klh. l 'n hdh lsw'l b`ynh hw m l ylqyh lGywrwn lHqyqywn `l~ 'nfshm, m` 'n mnhm 'ns lhm nfws smy@ rfy`@, whnk 'mr jdyr blmlHZ@ 'yD: n dhwy l`wTf lnbyl@ mn hw'l lGywryn ystTy`wn, whm mkhtby'wn fy rkn mn l'rkn lltjss wlmbGt@, ystTy`wn 'n yfhmw tmm, "lnbl qlwbhm" 'nhm ynHdrwn mn lkhzy wl`r, wlknhm m` dhlk l ysh`rwn bshy mn `dhb lDmyr, m Zlw mkhtby'yn fy 'wkrhm `l~ l'ql"
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
|
31cb681
|
I couldn't even see that woman because I have blinders on when you are around, and every single thought in my head is about you.
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
9a67d83
|
"Omelets now or later?" she panted. "Later than what?" he asked huskily. "How hungry are you?" "For what?" She started unbuttoning his shirt at the top, stopping to admire and touch the soft hair on his chest on the way to the bottom. When she reached the last one, she tugged the tail out from behind his belt, slipped her arms around his body, and laid her cheek against his chest. "Let's make love and only use words when necessary," she whispered. "Is that a pickup line" he asked hoarsely."
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
ea6a2fe
|
"With cold hands he massaged her right foot, his fingertips digging into all the right places to make her groan. "Feel good?" he asked. "You can't imagine. You have until midnight to stop." He chuckled. "Why midnight?" "Because from then until daylight you can work on the other foot."
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
8d336f0
|
"Don't suppose you'd want to stay long enough to scrub my back for me, would you?" Lizzy might have had a wonderful experience when she rose up from the bathwater, but it damn sure hadn't set her free enough to do what Toby asked. She shook her head and smiled. "This is not a real relationship, darlin'." "I'd be willin' to turn it into a real one for a good woman to give me a bath." His eyes glittered."
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
382c8c9
|
Dating and getting to really know a woman is a different game. Kind of like the difference in Monopoly and Texas Hold 'Em.
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
4840518
|
"And where are you going tonight?" Katy asked. "Cinderella and I are going to the ball. If she loses a glass slipper, I will bring it by tomorrow." He smiled."
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
7fc9c91
|
"You like legs?" she asked. "On you, yes. On a chicken, I prefer wings and breasts." She picked up both legs with her fingers. "Then we are going to get along just fine."
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
ecce67b
|
"A match made in heaven?" He chuckled. "Probably not in heaven but right now you can take me there and we'll check it out." She smiled."
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
74c4862
|
"Oh. My. God." he murmured as it all ended in a crescendo complete with beautiful sparks and all the bells and whistles of fantastic makeup sex. Five full minutes later he propped up on a an elbow and kissed the tip of her nose. "Can we fight again tomorrow?" She smiled up at him. "I was thinking of starting an argument right now."
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
cd08c02
|
"You know what they say about angels?" she asked. "That they have wings and a halo?" "No, that they are just wild women who've had the hell screwed out of them," she said with another giggle."
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
c82662b
|
Oh, hush! You've already said you aren't the settling type. You can't have wings and roots both, cowboy.
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
7832cde
|
Will you go on a date with me Friday night? A real date, not a pretend one? I'll probably be so clumsy that you won't go out with me a second time, but please say yes.
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
339a109
|
"I stabbed him," Lizzy said bluntly. "That's how he got that scar." "Why? I'm sorry. That's personal. I shouldn't ask that." She blushed. "It's okay." Lizzy laid a hand on the woman's arm. "I was mad at a woman for flirting with him and he tried to take the knife away from me. It was an accident." "I'll be right back with your drinks and appetizer." She turned so fast that she ran into a bus boy with a tray of dirty glasses and he had to do some fancy footwork to keep it all from hitting the floor. "Lying on Sunday?" Toby chuckled. "The preacher will make you deliver the benediction next week as penance." -Lizzy, a waitress and Toby"
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
ee5b5e9
|
Darlin', old don't mean dead.
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |
|
98e0290
|
Getting close to a woman, no matter if it's real or not, can backfire.
|
|
small-town-romance
western-romance
|
Carolyn Brown |