Sublime

I’m a grown man, Nora. I can buy my own Bigfoot erotica, thank you very much.

My husband’s thinking was “There is more where that came from.” He trusts himself and trusts me enough to know that we are smart, resourceful, and capable, and that if shit ever really did hit the fan, we would figure it out.

She blows out a noisy breath. “Yes, Charlie. I will go on this very nice vacation with my husband.” “Ah.” Luka grins behind her. “I love that word.” “What? Vacation?” “No.” His smile melts into something satisfied. “Husband.”

had married a guy, and he was just a guy. He wasn’t going to make all her problems go away, because he was just a guy. And that freed her to really love him as a guy, not as an ultimate problem solver. And because her husband believed she was just a girl, he was free to really love her too. Neither needed the other to make everything okay. They wer

She said she had married a guy, and he was just a guy. He wasn’t going to make all her problems go away, because he was just a guy. And that freed her to really love him as a guy, not as an ultimate problem solver. And because her husband believed she was just a girl, he was free to really love her too. Neither needed the other to make everything o

“Not him. He’s my bodyguard. My husband’s dead.” “Sorry for your loss.” “That makes one of us.