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304 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2014

"He gave her a long look and laughed hollowly. “Listen, kid, nothing about you bothers me. Or ever will.”
“I’m a mushroom,” she said to herself. “They keep me in the dark and feed me manure.”
"At work she was just plain old Carlie, dull and boring and not very pretty at all. But in this video game, on her game server, she was Cadzminea, an Alliance night elf death knight, invincible and deadly with a two-handed great sword. She had top-level gear and a bad attitude,"
“Proudly Alliance,” she muttered. “Darn the Horde!”
“I’m taking Lanette to see The Firebird in San Antonio. I have to go.” “Lanette?” Reverend Blair asked. “She’s a stewardess. I met her on the plane coming down with Dalton Kirk a few weeks ago.”
"Carson stared at her without meaning to. She wasn’t pretty. She had nothing going for her. She had ironclad ideals and a smart mouth and a body that wasn’t going to send any man running toward her."
"his smug expression taunted her with his success with women."
"the door opened and Carson came in. But he wasn’t alone. There was a beautiful blonde woman with him."
"Carlie tried not to mind that Carson’s elegant girlfriend had treated her like dirt. She tried to pretend that it didn’t bother her, that Carson hadn’t brought her into the office deliberately to flaunt her."
“I don’t do forever. Even a child on the way wouldn’t change that.”
“Carlie, you look lovely,” Tippy told her solemnly. “It doesn’t matter how much the dress cost if it flatters you. And it does.” She smiled. “I hope she tells Carson what I said to her.”
“Your father is going to kill me,” he said roughly. “For...what?” “For this.” And his mouth went down against hers, hard enough to bruise, hard enough to possess.
“Your friend has a rap sheet,” he told Carson. He smiled again. This time it was even colder. Carson scowled. “A rap sheet?”
"He shoved his hands into his pockets. “I didn’t realize Lanette had started the trouble. She was so upset that it really got to me. She’s just someone to take around. Something pretty to show off.” He shrugged. “Maybe a little more than that. But nothing permanent.”
“The world is full of women like your pretty blonde, and they work for scale. Don’t try to class Carlie with them.” He smiled coldly. “Or you’ll have more trouble than you can handle. You do not want to make an enemy of Reverend Blair.”
“I promised to take Lanette out to eat. I need to talk to her.”
"Lanette returned. She slid her hand into his and just smiled at him, without saying a word. He glanced at her. She really was beautiful. He’d never seen a woman who was quite this exquisite."
"Carson had a date. Rourke was playing poker with Cash Grier. Jake was here. Carlie was alone. At home."
“The only person I’ve ever known who comes close to him is Cash Grier. Jake was...gifted. And not in a way you’d ever share with civilians.”
"She was embarrassed and humiliated by her own easy acceptance of his ardor. He was a womanizer. God only knew how many women he’d had. And she was so easy..."
“I destroyed her mother. I’m not going to stand by and let you destroy her. She deserves better than a womanizing mercenary.”
"I gave them everything except love. It wasn’t until Mary was dying that I realized how much I had loved her, how much I had cost her with my indifference. You think you killed your wife? I know I killed mine."
“Carson’s in danger,” he told the other man. “His blonde girlfriend is the contract killer Richard Martin hired to take out Reverend Blair.”
"A contract killer, and he’d been dating her. All the while she’d been hell-bent on killing Carlie’s father. He felt like an idiot."
“I love you,” she choked. “I know,” he whispered into her mouth, the words almost a groan. “I’ve always known.”