He doesn't jingle my chimes.
She was a beautiful woman, fresh-scrubbed and wholesome. Just like his ex-fiancee. A heartless floozy in disguise.
The jangle of the telephone rousted Matt out of a deep sleep. He never dreamed. Dreams were too messy.
After all, he human, in spite of rumors to the contrary.
How could he try to get Sandi to reveal her true colors when she was a rainbow?
Careful, Sandi. You're about to let your bulldog mouth overload your bird-dog bite.
You're wearing a lace thong?" Dolly clapped her hands. "That's absolutely perfect for romance.
