Status Updates From Woman Hater

“Mine,” he breathed against her mouth. Her movements were exciting him, her little cries caught in his lips, making him hungry. “All of you. Here and here…sweet young body, ripe for my hands. I could make a meal of you, Nicky.”
He had her gown around her waist, and she couldn‟t even protest. Her eyes closed, tears falling down her cheeks while he looked, touched, delicately tasted her pretty, firm breasts.

This is why I read Diana Palmer.


“You belong to me,” he said simply as he began to unfasten buttons. “I have every right in the world.”
“You don‟t,” she tried to protest, but his hand was inside the gown now, his lean, cool fingers against virgin flesh, teasing, tracing, until she arched up and trembled.

A book filled with lots of love and some humor! A wonderful author, who can't be beet!!

Well I was almost right, the OW arrives with... wait for it... HER FATHER!
eek! Shits gonna hit the fan now!

hmmm. party planned and how much u wanna bet ther will be an OW?!

flirtation and hope. then misassumptions and back to cold ahole.

I'm finished