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OMG!!!!!!! the most awaited book.. have it with me now... am panting... :)

OMG!!!!!!! the most awaited book.. have it with me now... am panting... :)

have not finished it and don't think I will ever but I'm totally done with seeing it on my shelves..so gonna totally lie and say I finished it.

Whereas Heather and Fisher could eat whatever they desired, Camryn had to count each calorie. Not so easy in a Serbian family where one bite of a traditional dish was enough to get her kicked out of Jenny Craig for life. And probably maimed on the way out. lol!!

We also all braced when Mrs. Salim lifted a bony hand and waved, undoubtedly every one of us prepared to grab the broom should one (or more) of her digits break off because the blood stopped circulating there fifty years ago.

Kristen Ashley, I love you..

We also all braced when Mrs. Salim lifted a bony hand and waved, undoubtedly every one of us prepared to grab the broom should one (or more) of her digits break off because the blood stopped circulating there fifty years ago.

Kristen Ashley, I love you..

“For God’s sake, yes!” I yelled. “We’re making it official!”

Hank looked to the ceiling.

Lee looked to his boots.

“Explains why apartments are exploding,” Luke commented. “A Rock Chick has set her sights on a hapless male.”

I love it everytime the boys in the series look at their ceiling or at their boots..!!

This is just your life, your career, your world, my brain said to me. No reason for you to be nervous.

Why are you such a pain in the ass? I asked.

It’s the job of every neurotic artist to have a brain that tortures them, my brain answered.

Well, fuck off, I demanded

“Shit, girl,” Uncle Tex grinned as I made it to the counter, cutting in front of everyone and not giving a gGetood God damn.

“Coffee,” I breathed.

“Hey, I’m next,” the man at the front of the line said.

I turned to him.

“I had five martinis last night and kissed a seriously hot guy I barely knew. Twice,” I told him.

“You can go first,” he said.

“It’s fixed!” I cried.

“Yeah, it had a blah, blah, blah, with its blahdity, blah, blah. Then there was the blah, blah blah.” Of course, he used words for the “blah blahs” but I didn’t understand a single one of them.

“Leave them,” he said against my neck in a voice that clearly stated his words were not a suggestion.

I did a ful -body shiver and, between my legs, my doo-da quivered.

I hate this girl..seriously..

I hate this girl..seriously..

I hate this girl..seriously..

I hate this girl..seriously..

I hate this girl..seriously..

Never really had someone gone back to reading after I gave them the flirty tilt.....Maybe it was the mini-shiner. “Good magazine?” I asked and he looked up again. “Yeah, the best.” I nodded and wished I’d worn a tank top or camisole that day so I could have leaned over and given him some of my power cleavage. My cleavage would have negated the effects of the shiner.

Hahaha..

Christine Feehan has disappointed me terribly..

Christine Feehan has disappointed me terribly..

Christine Feehan has disappointed me terribly..

Christine Feehan has disappointed me terribly..

Christine Feehan has disappointed me terribly..

Christine Feehan has disappointed me terribly..

Damn..again..this book's killing me..