Fate. You Could Never Anticipate It.

Planting A Flower's Like Opening A Book, Because Either Way You're Starting Something. And Your Garden's Your Library.

You Said We've Got A New Page. I Figure I've Got Some Say In What Gets Written On It. So I'm Going To Work On You. Last Time Around, You Threw Yourself At Me.” “i Did No Such Thing.” “sure You Did. But I Can See I've Got My Work Cut Out For Me This Time. That's Okay.” He Skimmed His Thumb Over Her Knuckles Before She Jerked Her Hand Free. “in Fact, I Think I'm Going To Enjoy It.” “i Don't Know Why I Waste My Time Trying To Mend Fences With You. You're As Arrogant As You Ever Were.” “just The Way You Like Me, Sweetheart.

Roarke, What's Going On Here?' 'lieutenant.' He Leaned Forward, Touched His Lips To Hers. 'indications Are We're Having A Romance.

Women Are The Worst. They Zero In On Some Guy.oh Boy, He's The One, Gotta Get Me That One. So They Do. Then They Spend The Rest Of Their Time Trying To Figure Out How To Change Him. Then If They Manage It, They're Not All That Interested Anymore, Because Guess What? He's Not The One Anymore.

Luck Is Luck ... What We Do With It Determines Whether It's Good Or Bad.