She hadn’t answered it in much longer, but the fact that the connection no longer existed at all was enough to worry her twin sister to no end. Lana Roberts had resorted to checking Facebook, Twitter, and every other social networking site she could think of, hounding friends and long-dista...
Every article of clothing he picked up fit her as if it were made only for her. No matter how she argued, he continued to throw clothes at her, picking out his favorites while creating a large discard pile near her feet. She agreed to one set of clothes, but he insisted on more, simply because he...
This job made her edgy, but he, and her immediate and inappropriate internal response to him, downright frightened her. After all, she was standing in the ballroom of his home—his private residence, Tabitha reminded herself for the umpteenth time—and her event-planning company, Magica...