The Purest Magic Is In The Heart.

‘was That Like A Cookie?’ She Wondered. ‘hmmm?’ ‘you Know, Have A Cookie. You'll Feel Better.’ She Put Her Hands On Either Side Of His Face, Lifting It As He Laughed. ‘were You Making Me Feel Better?’ ‘i Certainly Hope So. It Worked For Me.’ He Dipped His Head To Kiss Her Lightly. ‘i Wanted You. I Always Do.’ ‘it's Funny How Men Can Wake Up With Their Brains In Their Cocks.’ ‘it Makes Us What We Are.’ Still Chuckling, He Rolled Her Over Him, Patted Her Butt. ‘let's Take A Shower. I'll Give You Another Cookie.’

You All Right?" Diana Let Out A Deep Breath. "ask Me Again When I'm Not Praying.

Love Meant Different Things To Different People.

Justin Turned To Give Her One Of His Cool, Unsmiling Looks. Butterflies Fluttered In Her Throat. She'd Be Very Careful, Serena Decided, As If She Were Walking Through A Minefield. "what Are You Thinking?" "about Bombs," She Answered Blandly, "deadly Camoflaged Bombs." She Gave Him A Quick,innocent Grin. "are We Going To Eat Soon? I'm Starving.

Fine, You Do That, And You Tell Them That At The Very First Opportunity, I'm Coming Down There And Killing All Of Them. Mass Murder. And After They're All Dead, I'm Going To Kick The Bodies Around, Dance On Top Of Them, And Sing A Happy Song. No Jury Will Convict Me.