“So she would wait for him. Because one day, Finn would be home. One day, they could see what this really was between them. Julie”
― Flat-Out Love
― Flat-Out Love
“The Bible A young man from a wealthy family was about to graduate from high school. It was the custom in that affluent neighborhood for the parents to give the graduate an automobile. Bill and his father had spent months looking at cars, and the week before graduation they found the perfect car. Bill was certain that the car would be his on graduation night. Imagine his disappointment when, on the eve of his graduation, Bill’s father handed him a gift-wrapped Bible! Bill was so angry, he threw the Bible down and stormed out of the house. He and his father never saw each other again. It was the news of his father’s death that brought Bill home again. As he sat one night, going through his father’s possessions that he was to inherit, he came across the Bible his father had given him. He brushed away the dust and opened it to find a cashier’s check, dated the day of his graduation, in the exact amount of the car they had chosen. Beckah Fink”
― Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul: Stories of Life, Love and Learning
― Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul: Stories of Life, Love and Learning
“Side French Braid This French braid is unique compared to ones you typically see. It starts at your part and runs completely straight down just one side of your head. It’s sure to get you lots of compliments, and is a fantastic look for the summer. This hairstyle utilizes French braiding so look back at the Tucked French Braid, if you are unfamiliar with this technique. Gather a small section of hair at the front of your head. Divide this section into three smaller sections and begin French braiding down towards the direction of your right ear. You’ll want to cross the left section over the middle strands and then the right section over the middle strands, adding additional strands to the outer sections each time you cross them over the middle. Once you reach your ear, begin grabbing small sections of hair from the other side of your head and incorporating them into the left side of the braid as you braid. Continue braiding until you have reached the ends of your hair. Secure the braid with an elastic.”
― DIY Braids: From Crowns to Fishtails, Easy, Step-by-Step Hair-Braiding Instructions
― DIY Braids: From Crowns to Fishtails, Easy, Step-by-Step Hair-Braiding Instructions
“And Alexandra’s faith in him, though touching, was hardly convincing. How was she to know what he was capable of? “I must go,” he said, trying to pull away. She gripped his hand tighter. “Stay. Please. A few minutes longer.” She didn’t have to say why—they both knew that they would never be together like this again. So he stayed. Her skin was so silky beneath his fingertips, her loose, long hair so fragrant. He closed the gap between their bodies and buried his face against her neck. He could feel her pulse, rapid and unsteady like his. And when she fell asleep in his arms, he couldn’t imagine a more tender moment. He wouldn’t succumb to sleep himself. He’d just lay with her a little longer. Soon, he would be gone. He wouldn’t sleep.”
― Alexandra
― Alexandra
“Colin’s eyes glittered in response. He moved to her, slipping his arms beneath the blanket to encircle her waist. “I’m glad you like it, love,” he murmured before his mouth descended on hers. “And I second your opinion concerning the rarity and value of Amethyst…” His large hands were warm on her bare back, and he kissed her long and deep, breaking off only when the quilt slid from her shoulders and she pulled away and stooped hurriedly to retrieve it. Colin wrapped it back around her. “Benchley has our dinner waiting. How quickly can you dress? Unless you’d rather have, uh, dessert first?” “Kendra is the one who has dessert first.” Colin chuckled deep in his throat. “That wasn’t what I meant.” He leaned down and kissed her again, sending a tremor through her body. When he pulled back, his eyes bore into hers suggestively. Two hot spots burned on Amy’s cheeks, but nonetheless she murmured, “Oh. Dessert would be nice.” This time, when the blanket fell, she didn’t reach for it. And as he carried her to the bed, she told herself it was impossible for something this perfect to be wrong. She wouldn’t let it be. SIXTY-FIVE Six weeks later”
― The Earl's London Bride
― The Earl's London Bride
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