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So the bloodline wasn't pure." He shook his head. "It was an excuse, like all the other excuses. I liked my life as it was. I didn't want ties, especially the sort I'd have had with you." He looked at her with pure raging desire. "I knew if we were ever intimate, there'd be no going back. I was right. I eat, breathe, sleep and dream you, especially now, with my baby growing in your belly."
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Guilt. Torment. Sorrow. Shock. Which?" she asked against his chest. "I'm trying," he murmured on a weary chuckle. "But all I can manage is pride," he added softly. "I satisfied you completely, didn't I?" "More than completely," she murmured against his damp shoulder. Her hand traced his chest, feeling the coolness of his skin, the ripple of muscle. "Hold me close." He wrapped both arms around her and drew her on top of him, holding her hung..
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Pierce Hutton gave him a highly amused smile as they went over updated security information from the oil rig in the Caspian Sea. "So you've finally decided to do something about Cecily," Peirce murmured. "It's about time. I was beginning to get used to that permanent scowl." Tate glanced at him wryly. "I thought I was doing a great job of keeping her at arm's length. She's pregnant, now, of course," he volunteered. The older man chuckled he..
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Be careful. Be extra careful." "I will. You do the same," she added with a chuckle. "I'm a tough old bird," he told her. "Otherwise, I wouldn't still be alive in the first place," he assured her. "You eat properly and take your prenatal vitamins." "Stop mothering me," she muttered. He grinned. "Somebody has to. See you, kid."
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Colby was quietly shocked to find Tate not only at his door the next morning, but smiling. He was expecting an armed assault following their recent telephone conversation. "I'm here with a job offer." Colby's dark eyes narrowed. "Does it come with a cyanide capsule?" he asked warily. Tate clapped the other man on the shoulder. "I'm sorry about the way I've treated you. I haven't been thinking straight. I'm obliged to you for telling me the ..
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His hand felt odd against her swollen belly. She started to speak at the same moment that the baby suddenly moved. Tate's hand jerked back as if it had been stung. He stared at her stomach with pure horror as it fluttered again. She couldn't help it. She burst out laughing. "Is that...normal?" he wanted to know. "It's a baby," she said softly. "They move around. He kicks a little. Not much, just yet, but as he grows, he'll get stronger." "I..
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She spotted Matt Holden and her eyes began to twinkle. He was a handsome devil, even at his age. His wife had died the year before, and the husky black-eyed politician with his glimmering silver hair and elegant broad-shouldered physique was now on every widow's list of eligible. Even now, two lovely elderly society dames were attacking from both sides with expensive perfume and daring cleavage. At least one of them should have worn somethi..
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There is a song, Noreen," he said tenderly. "It was nominated for an Academy Award. I can't sing, enamorada, but the words say that when a man loves a woman, really loves her, he can see his unborn children in her eyes." - "To my shame, I saw my sons in your eyes the day I found you in the kitchen at your aunt's house," he whispered, watching her face color. "And I was married. What a living hell it was, to know such a sin and be unable to ..
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We all go through periods of anguish, times when we think we can't face what lies ahead. But the only way to get past it is to go through it, straight through it. No detours, no camouflage, no running. You have to meet problems head-on, despite the pain.
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Come on, forget your troubles and enjoy yourself. Tonight, there is no tomorrow. Eat, drink and be merry.
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I guess I wouldn't want to be rich. you'd never be sure if people liked you for what you were or what you had.--Tellie
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wealth
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Love, for some people is undying, even if one lost the partner.
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unrequitted-love
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Get that son of a bitch to jail," he said through his teeth, "before I kill him!" His eyes were testimony enough to the intent of the statement. He'd forgotten law, duty, honor, everything, in the grip of the worst fear he'd ever felt. If she died, he would be lawless. Nothing would matter to him in the world, ever again, except revenge."
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live long enough to
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Is the world really a better place now that nothing is considered bad? People just do what they want, with anyone. How is that different from what animals do in the wild?
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Jason looked down at her with smoldering eyes in a taciturn face. "You'll have to do something about Mumbles before we come back for Thanksgiving, Gracie," he told her quietly. "Kittie's allergic to cats."
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More often than not, a woman marries for money and a man marries for sex. What difference does a sheet of paper with signatures make?" "If you have to ask, you wouldn't understand the answer," she said simply."
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love
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way for new, winter taking away the remnants of the old to clear room for the young growth. Life, in other words, in all its fierce beauty and stark routine. All things went to the soil eventually. It was the way of life.
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How silly of her not to realize that strongest friends make the best enemies; they always know where the weaknesses are hidden.
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Well so am I." She stared at the coverlet. "What I said...earlier," she faltered, glancing at him and then away. "I was overwrought and tired, and I guess I kind of got carried away." "You mistook a chill for true love?"
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Not really. I'm tired and I'd like to go to bed." "At last, we agree on something." He moved toward her. "Oh, no, you don't. I'm saving myself for my future husband." "Thank you." "It won't be you," she told him doggedly. "I'm not crazy enough to think that. You aren't a marrying man, remember? You don't want commitment." "I don't know what I want anymore," he muttered. "Well, I do," she said. "I want to go home." "To a lonely apartment in ..
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Boy, it sure was some strange Christmas, she told herself as she opened the living room door. And then she stopped dead. Because her present wasn't under the huge lighted Christmas tree. It was sitting on the sofa, looking toward her furiously, with a glass of whiskey in one lean hand. "Merry Christmas," Winthrop said curtly. Her mouth flew open. He had a bow stuck on the pocket of his gray vested suit, and he looked hung over and pale and ..
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After the pain, the pleasure.
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You may not believe it, but standing up to people is the only way to get through life with your mind intact. Nothing was gained by giving in.
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But you'll get used to it. Life has to be lived. You can't sit by the road and watch it pass.
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I'll stay with her," Maude interrupted, just before Grier could say the same thing. "You can't. Not in intensive care. You can see her three times a day, for no more than ten minutes each time," he added firmly. "It's too serious. She has to be kept quiet. No upsets." Judd looked as if he'd die trying not to snap at the surgeon. But he finally just nodded defeatedly. Coltrain put a rough hand on his shoulder. "Don't borrow trouble. Ta..
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You took his guns away from him, didn't you?" Maude asked Cash when Cash pulled up in front of the house. He nodded. "They're locked up in my office." His expression was somber. "But there's still a pistol and a shotgun in the house somewhere. Crissy told me. You'd better get all the ammunition and lock it up somewhere." "The minute I get inside," Maude promised. Tippy glanced from one of them to the other. "You aren't serious," she..
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I've done some stupid things. I don't like myself very much right now." She shrugged. "Did you see what she did?" she added heavily. "She stepped right in front of the gun. She saw it coming. She didn't even hesitate. She must...love him very much," she added, almost choking on the words. "She does," he agreed, feeling the words and hating them. She glanced at him curiously. "You're in love with her, aren't you?" "If I am, it's nobody'..
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Judd sat alone in the chapel. They'd let him in for a handful of minutes to look down on Christabel's white, drawn little face. If he'd been able to get to a bar, he could have gone through a fifth of whisky afterward. It was shocking to see her like that. She was hooked up to half a dozen monitoring machines with a needle in her arm feeding her nutrients and apparently a narcotic for pain. There was a tube coming out of her side to dr..
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She's going to be fine," he told Judd, clapping him on the shoulder. "It's just a matter of time, now. You can stop holding your breath." Judd thanked him and then went down the hall and leaned against the wall trying to compose himself. He'd been in hell for so long that the relief was devastating. She would live. She was going to live. He brushed away thquick moisture in his eyes. Cash came up beside him, a question in his eyes. La..
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She's going to be fine," he told Judd, clapping him on the shoulder. "It's just a matter of time, now. You can stop holding your breath." Judd thanked him and then went down the hall and leaned against the wall trying to compose himself. He'd been in hell for so long that the relief was devastating. She would live. She was going to live. He brushed away the quick moisture in his eyes. Cash came up beside him, a question in his eyes. "She..
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He's healing, though," she"
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for my luggage and then we can go home.
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rebellious dark eyes in her faintly freckled face.
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the hard
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Emma drew in the dirt with a stick, making curlicues and unconsciously tracing Connor's initials. GC. GC. She frowned. She wondered if he had a middle name. She'd never asked. "Emma!"
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He needs shaking up, I tell you, he's going to die an old maid. He gets all funny and red when unmarried ladies talk to him at church, and just look at how grumpy he's been since you've been around. We've got to save him, Amanda," he said solemnly."
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He cuddled her back into his arms and sighed, closing his eyes as the flames in the gas logs danced like sugar-plums. Gracie watched them across his broad chest, feeling the happiness like a flame inside her heart. Somewhere she heard Christmas carols being sung and a dog barking in the distance. Closer, she heard the strong, regular beat of Jason's heart under her ear. Christmas wasn't only in her heart. It was in her arms.
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Get him in leg irons and transport him to the hospital," Grier told him curtly. "I need a doctor," Clark raged. "I'm shot. My hand's bleeding!" Grier stared at him. "If you make a move I don't like, you'll need a mortician," he said with pure malice, and abruptly spun the Colt with a professional skill that made Clark back up a step."
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breath. "You're welcome," he said tersely. "That man, Sims," she continued, worried. "The day you fired him, John said that he had a mean temper and that he carried a loaded rifle everywhere with him. You...you be careful, okay?" She heard the soft expulsion of breath. He moved a step closer, his lean hands lifting her oval face to his. She could see the soft glitter of his blue eyes in the faint" --
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steps that construction required. He answered her questions and satisfied her curiosity. And she was reluctant to see their excursion end. It had been unexpectedly pleasant. His grandmother was waiting in the living room when they got back. "So there you are." She glared at Wentworth from the sofa, where she was lounging in a"
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and the boys made fun of her skinny legs that were always bruised and cut from her tomboyish antics at the ranch. There was one special boy, Jake Weldon. Maggie pretended not to notice him. He was one of the boys who made fun of her, and it hurt really
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So she was still single. She wondered sometimes if Blake was being deprived of male companionship solely because of her attitudes. It bothered her, but she didn't want to change. "Snow is awesome," he sighed, using a word that he used to denote only the best things in his life. Cherry pie was awesome. So was baseball, if the Atlanta Braves were playing, and football if the Dallas Cowboys were. She smiled at his dark head, so like her own. H..
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Alice groaned. He didn't understand. She'd spent so many hours working in her lab that she couldn't really eat a steak anymore. It was heresy here in Texas, so she tended to keep her opinions to herself. If she said anything like that, there would be a riot in Barbara's Cafe.
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