CaliGirlRae

“You don't need a sex scene to have romance! My favorite kind of romance is the understated tension of unconfessed (and certainly unconsumated) love. I think it's always more addicting to read about people who I wish would get together than to read about people who already 'been there done that'.”
― R.A. White

“I was attracted to science fiction because it was so wide open. I was able to do anything and there were no walls to hem you in and there was no human condition that you were stopped from examining.”
― Octavia E. Butler

“Books are one thing I love above all else. In a story, I can become anyone, travel any place. In those pages lives my only true freedom.”
― Sherry D. Ficklin, Queen of Someday

“If I may say, Rich, your wife is looking lovelier with each passing day.”

“You may,” Rich’s muffled words fell against the large red apple in his mouth. He carried a plate of various fresh fruit and the bowl of spaghetti Jace had pointed out earlier. He set the plates down and took the apple out of his mouth while he munched on a piece. “She can’t hear it enough times with the discomfort, aches, pains, bloating and cramping she feels.”

“Why don’t you also share the gas, cravings and the sudden violent tendencies I get, honey?” Joanna said flippantly as she reached for the spaghetti.

“Ah!” Rich smacked her hand away and moved the bowl out of her reach. He pushed the fruit bowl forward in its place. “That’s healthier for our kids.”

“They want messy pasta right now.”

“Tell them they don’t always get what they want.”

“Their mother wants messy pasta right now.”

“Tell her she doesn’t always get what she wants.”

Joanna leaned forward, pursing her lips and raising her eyebrow. “Once the children are born, papa won’t be getting what he wants late at night when he gives me that “I’m in heat” look. I’m sure of that.”

Rich’s hand on the apple froze. Slowly he chewed, looking up at Jace and Gael whose gazes had been volleying back and forth on the couple as they spoke. Reluctantly, he pushed the spaghetti bowl forward. He reached for the fruit bowl but winced when Joanna smacked his hand away and pulled both bowls in front of her.”
― Rae Lori, Within the Shadows of Mortals