Fate. You Could Never Anticipate It.

We All Look. The Lucky Find.

Love Without Trust? It's Not Love At All.

Love Is Very Funny Business. And Sex - Well, Let's Face It, Sex Is Hysterical.

No Second Chance?" A Wry Smile Twisted Carrick's Lips. "there Might Have Been, Had I Not Waited So Long To Take It.

My Fondest Wish, I Suppose, Would Be To Die At The Keyboard Right After Finishing A Book, Perhaps With A Little Time Off To Have Some Really Good Sex. It's Not, 'oh, Thank God, This Is Book No. 250. I Can Die Now.'