Terry Spear Quotes & Sayings

She wondered if he thought this was all a lark, a game. She'd been to Disney World once. There the fairies were cute and sweet and didn't attempt to kill the visitors. Living here wasn't anything like the human faerie fairs or theme parks. — Terry Spear

Cassie was not a screamer! She didn't scream at football games or on rollercoaster rides or at scary horror movies. Not that rollercoaster rides and scary movies didn't make her want to. But she just controlled the urge. Always. So she didn't even realize that was her screaming at the top of her lungs for a second or two. — Terry Spear

But know this, the lass will wed you -- her words -- and if you wed another in the interim, it will go badly for you."
Marcus smiled. He loved her and if it was in his power to do so, they would be wed. — Terry Spear

One of the ladies handed her a red velvet hooded cloak. Little Red Riding Hood. This big bad wolf in a leather kilt wanted to eat her all up. — Terry Spear

Cassie - She loved reading romances - contemporary stuff. She wasn't into fantasy. No fairytale princess and prince stories. No vampires. No werewolves. No immortal fae. — Terry Spear

Just the way I like you," she said when he was completely naked. — Terry Spear

Shannon smiled. "It's snowing. Just a light snow, but look." In that moment, she felt like the snowflakes were angels on wings, and she had witnessed a miracle of nature. — Terry Spear

Laurel returned to CJ's bedroom. "Do you want me to remove your clothes?"
"Hell, yeah," he said, and the growly expression immediately vanished. — Terry Spear

You said the demon's signature is faint. I may be able to heal her if she's been injured."
"Not in your present state, you said."
She scowled at him. "I won't let you back into my uncle's home."
"Then I can't protect you if the Baltimore demon comes for you."
She folded her arms.
Hunter's jaw tightened. "All right. I'll call you." He snorted under his breath. "You're a Kubiteron and I'm a Matusa. That means you're to obey me."
"You mean, 'You, Matusa, me, Kubiteron?' No way, Tarzan. Go beat on your chest before some other lesser demon."
Jared quickly hid a smile.
Hunter's face turned dark. She gave him a quirky smile, then vanished. — Terry Spear

Dear Elizabeth, you cannot know how much joy you bring to my heart... — Terry Spear

They began to eat their grilled cheese sandwiches. The extra-sharp cheese added the perfect tanginess, as did the dill pickles. — Terry Spear

My brothers and I love A Christmas Story. It reminds us of ourselves when we were that age."
"Your father didn't want to give you a BB shotgun because you might shoot your eye out? — Terry Spear

You said...we have a couple of new pack members?" Paul asked.
Everyone but Allan laughed. Allan folded his arms. "This has to be a record for the fast growing lupus garou pack in the West. One little pack of six has increased to twenty-four. — Terry Spear

Tis no use fighting with the lass," Niall said wearily. "You will lose the battle, Gunnolf. No matter what it is about."
Gunnolf shook his head, then helped Niall to stand, and with his arm around his waist, he helped him out of the cottage. "I tell you, she is the one for you. — Terry Spear

She took her leave and he wondered what that discussion had really been about. He knew he could live another hundred years and still not understand the workings of a woman's mind. — Terry Spear

Besides," he said, clomping down the centuries-old stone steps, "she won't last that long. Once she sees all those sharp swords and dirks, and all that fighting and mayhem, she'll turn around and leave, realizing she really didn't want to stay her after all. — Terry Spear

I would do anything for you, lass. You only have but to ask. Sleep now, and we will leave soon."
"I am...ready for more," she whispered.
He laughed. "'Tis good to know. I have been ready forever. — Terry Spear

Some things a man canna last at. — Terry Spear

I didn't give you a parting kiss." I tried to ignore the audience of witches and concentrate on the kiss. Dominic jumped right in and helped me with a sexy lingering sizzling hot kiss. By the time we broke free, I was sure my cheeks were rose red. For a minute I felt like I might swoon and Dominic held my arm to keep me upright and pressed his lips against my cheek and whispered, "You sure know how to send a guy to the moon, Marissa. — Terry Spear

Do you know how to use a pool cue?" Paul asked her.
"To play pool or to fight?" she asked as Paul pulled the door open and Allan went in first. "Balls are my specialty. — Terry Spear

I have all kinds of lovely ideas for games and the like." She glanced at Guthrie. "None require swordplay."
Guthrie shook his head. "Where's the fun in that? — Terry Spear

...His body still craved her touch and he'd had a devil of a time making it down the hill wearing trousers when he was fully aroused. A kilt would have made it so much easier to manage. — Terry Spear

Anora signed, then retook her seat. "I believe you are the most handsome man I have ever encountered."
Niall raised his brows at hearing the news. "Whatever made you think to say that, Anora?"
"Poor Matthew, he has a weak chin and an unmanly nose. Now you, your jaw is strong and persuasive."
"I thought you said I was demanding."
"Commanding, you said. And you have the loveliest dark brown eyes, like a stormy dark sea."
"That you have never been on."
"Aye. — Terry Spear

She didn't believe he could still be thinking about the kiss --like she was.
After praising him for a job well done, she couldn't think of another thing to say. She should tell him she didn't kiss men like that, ever, but she thought it might be better if they didn't discuss it. He probably kissed all the lasses like that and didn't give it another thought. — Terry Spear

May I rest with you, lass?"
"Are you feverish again?" She sat up at once as if she had neglected to ascertain his health first before she tried to rest.
"Nay, lass. I am well, but you appear to be shivering."
She glanced at Gunnolf, who quickly hid his grin and closed his eyes.
"Aye, you may," she said, and Niall tried not to show how eager he was to hold her close again.
Before she snuggled against his chest, she felt his forehead, just in case, and he took her hand and kissed it.
"No fever, aye?"
"You are fine, thank the Lord." And then she cuddled against his chest, and he believed, despite their circumstances, he had found a bit of heaven. — Terry Spear

Lynetta bared her wickedly sharp pointed canines and hissed. Her long black hair hung wildly to her hips, tangled and teased by the breeze. She was petite like me but as strong as a male body builder. Her grip on Dominic remained iron tight. Her soul-less black eyes, vacant and without a care, really ate away at my heart. I surveyed the yard for any kind of weapon I could use against the vampire. My heart surged when I spied a colorful whirligig attached to a wooden stake embedded in my mother's pampered pansy garden nearby. Without a second's hesitation, I dashed for it and yanked it out. Running at the vampire, I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Death to the blood sucky vampire!" which gave me some courage. It wasn't every day I had to beat one vampire off of another when they didn't even really exist! — Terry Spear

He smiled at her as Julia threw a snowball at Calla that missed her by a mile. Grinning, Calla quickly armed herself and threw one at Julia; only it missed her too and hit Guthrie in the crotch. Good thing it was soft snow. He grinned and wiped off the snow, slowly, deliberately, wolfishly.
Calla looked like she could burst into flames, she was so red faced. He started laughing. — Terry Spear

Cassie spoke up, "He is like Peter Pan and the Lost Boys." ...
Tameron said "No one is lost here. And we have just as many girls, well, maybe not as many as we have boys, but a fair amount. Who is this Peter Pan you speak of? A hero?" he asked Cassie.
Alicia spoke up then ... "He led a group of boys in a world of adventure on an island paradise."
Tameron looked at Cassie to see if she agreed. She smiled and nodded.
"This Peter Pan was real?" he asked.
"No, he was a fairy... uhm, tale," Cassie said.
Tameron smiled. "I like the idea. I'll have to read it sometime... — Terry Spear

As soon as she was ready for work, she called out to Eric's closed door. "Anything in particular you want for breakfast?"
"Yeah," he said, heading for the door. "But I don't think it's on the menu. — Terry Spear

We've already slept together and you made no objection. — Terry Spear

Well, than that solves it. I'm not a faery, so I'll just go back to sleep, and you won't come to see me anymore." It nearly killed her to say it even in a dream.
"I can't let you go," Micala said, shaking his head. "I can't. And I won't."
That's what she wanted to hear. — Terry Spear

She loved the way the wind whipped their kilts about. She caught a gorgeous shot of Grant's very toned, hot ass. That would teach him to go without any briefs on a windy day! Maybe he thought she would be so shocked to see him naked beneath the kilt that she'd run off.
Not her. — Terry Spear

Oh, what had she done?"
He'd startled her; that was the problem. It was all his fault he was lying on the ground, looking rather cherub like, his blond hair curling about his ears, his bright blue eyes closed now, his masculine lips parted slightly as he slept the sleep of the dead.

She studied his masculine lips. And thought just how much havoc she could wreak if she kissed him. Served him right for startling her so.
Without analyzing whether she should do it, and just because she could, she pressed her mouth against his and gently kissed his lips, meaning only to give a quick peck and that was it....
His lips curved up under hers and for a second, she thought he was awake, smiling at her kissing him....
Her thoughts reverted to the kiss and immediately the human faery tale Sleeping Beauty and the prince giving the princess a kiss to wake her sprang to mind. Why ever did humans make up such nonsense anyway? — Terry Spear

So who spilled the paint?" Dan asked again.
"I did," Shannon and Chase both said at the same time. — Terry Spear

No other woman has ever knocked me out and escaped from me. That makes you a special case in my book. — Terry Spear

To the hottest wolf in a kilt, fighting or not, with the sexiest legs a lassie ever set eyes on. — Terry Spear

He chuckled. "Come here."
She hesitated.
"We don't have to do anything. Just ... sleep."
She let out her breath on a heavy sign. "You don't want to just sleep." Then she moved in next to him, and he wrapped his arms around her. "Do you?"
"Hell no." He leaned down for a kiss. — Terry Spear

She was still of the opinion that if she threatened him sufficiently, he would leave. It had worked well for her before - on two separate occasions. Not that the men had been so well muscled - or half naked.

Then she frowned. What if under the sheepskin covers, the man was entirely bare? That would put him at more of a disadvantage, she decided. — Terry Spear

What did he call them? Lupus garous? Fancy name for a horror-flick creature. — Terry Spear

I forgot that Mark and Brian are gardening for you now.
"You're the master gardener. So you are in charge of them.
But as a dragon-shifter, I want to do what you do.
Ena smiled. You want to earn the kind of treasure that I do. But you would have to learn the trade.
Right! You can be my teacher. I need to earn my own way if I'm going to court you. How will I ever be able to buy you the most extravagant gifts when I am still trying to pay off my boots and other clothes? — Terry Spear

Teach him something useful, will you?"
Elorian shook his head. "It is like housebreaking a puppy. There are bound to be lots of accidents and lots of cleanups."
Frustrated beyond measure with the whole situation, her missing staff, an out-of control mage, a frozen mage, and a cursed phantom fae turned raven, Ena couldn't believe the mess they were in. — Terry Spear

She drove into the inner bailey and saw the sight she had tried to envision on the way here. But nothing had prepared her for this. Hot, hot, hot men in kilts with oiled abs, pecs, and bare legs, and wearing leather boots -- some ancient, others more modern. The men were absolutely drool worthy! The only thing she regretted was that she hadn't been given the opportunity to oil them down. — Terry Spear

He tossed her over his shoulder and stalked back to the bedroom.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I've had enough babysitting duty. It's time for some grownup action. — Terry Spear

I haven't done anything wrong. "Get off me!"
"You're kidding, right? You've injured a sheriff, broken in and entered a house, stole a car - mine - stole Hal Haverton's clothes, broken a glass, and littered. — Terry Spear

Sorcha curtseyed to Ronan and stalked past him.
Smiling the men cast glances her way, but didn't dare say a word.
Alban shook his head. "She is a hell cat, Ronan. Marry her and put us all out of our misery. — Terry Spear

He is dangerous," Alton said, his voice rough.
She parted her lips to refute his claim. His heated gaze studied her mouth.
For a moment, she thought he wanted to kiss her. At the dining table. In front of her brother. Cook, who had just entered the dining hall with a tray full of fresh sourdough rolls. And one human prisoner. For one insane moment, she wanted him to. Kiss her. — Terry Spear

You can't fault me for ensuring it's in working order... what if I hadn't used it and from this use it had fallen off? — Terry Spear

You sure you don't want me to come over? We could make a snowman in the garden, or one in front of the hotel for the guests' arrival tomorrow. Or we could build snow forts and have a snowball fight. Surefire way to wear you out and make you sleepy. Then we could have cocoa with marshmallows on top. And I've been dying to have a piece of that seven-layer chocolate cake. I can't quit thinking about it. — Terry Spear

Arms folded across his muscled chest, Lachlan stood way too close to her.
"Did you get tired of fighting?" she asked with a hint of a smile.
"I'm a lover, not a fighter. — Terry Spear

His mouth was on hers, the champagne flavoring his tongue and lips, his sexy scent reaching her over the warm, bubbling water. She stroked his arms, loving the feel of his mouth against hers, hot and hungry. Just like hers was, unable to get enough, not wanting to give this up, wanting to kiss him until the sun rose in the morning. — Terry Spear

He was looking down at her with an expression that said he wanted to kiss her. And then he did, his hands framing her face as she leaned against the fridge. The kiss was sweet but quickly turned hotter as she fed into it, wanting this as much as he did. Her response escalated his, and before she knew it, he was rubbing her bare arms while she was running her hand over his gorgeous biceps. — Terry Spear

Like I don't have anything better to do than think about you every minute you're gone?"
"Every minute?" He smiled a little. — Terry Spear

She caught his eye, her gaze instantly sweeping over him. That made him stand a little taller, like a wolf who wanted to impress her with his build. What was there about her that made him want to both please and tease her in a fun-loving way? — Terry Spear

Every bit of you, Lass, that's what I want... — Terry Spear

Can you handle it?"
"Hell yeah."
"I mean..." Tom glanced around the tavern where pack members filled nearly every chair at the wooden tables. The room was humming with conversation. He leaned forward. "Because of the ghosts."
"That don't exist."
"Right."
"Yeah, I can handle it. — Terry Spear

...She squeezed Niall's hand and bleakly said, "I don't want you hurt."
"Oh, Serena, that's all I have to know." And with that, he kissed her so passionately, she felt as though she had fae transported to the moon and back... — Terry Spear

She ran her hand over his cock and said, "This is the only thing I ever want to come between us."
His grin couldn't have stretched any further. — Terry Spear

Well, tomorrow I'll be in charge of a toga party. Will you wear a toga for that?"...
"A Highland wolf doesn't wear a toga," he said. — Terry Spear

I dated one of the guys."
Surprised, Paul raised a brow...
"If you had been around and wearing your wet suit, I probably wouldn't have dated him."
He smiled a little at her comment. He knew for certain she wouldn't have dated the guy, wet suit or no, if Paul had been around. — Terry Spear

She was thinking she needed to post a letter in the Lonely Hearts column in the Silver Town Gazette: She-wolf seeking male wolf who believes in ghosts. No others need apply. — Terry Spear

I don't want you to go anywhere, but stay here with me," Chase said, and leaned down and kissed her forehead. — Terry Spear

He can surround a sword with flames."
Freya sounded proud of him. That irritated Ena. He was her prisoner and only she had the right to feel proud of him as far as she was concerned. — Terry Spear

To those who serve to protect the exotic animals in the rainforest. Thanks for making it possible for so many of them to remain in their natural habitat and for stopping those who are destroying the animals or transporting them from their homes in the wild. — Terry Spear

She hadn't said a word about his comment concerning marrying her. If she was of the French nobility, she might not wish to marry him. But still, he was of the mind he would change her thoughts concerning the matter - despite that he had no title or lands to call his own. What Highlander could say that he had a wife who would fight a Highland warrior, wielding only a pitchfork, or that she would raise a Highlander's sword to fight a Viking warrior to protect him?
Her stories fascinated him, and he was thinking that if he had a bairn with her, how she would tell the child her delightful tales. And he would settle down with them to listen, too. Most of all, he loved the way she worried about his health, snuggled with him as if it was for more than warmth, and even kissed him back when he weakly attempted to kiss her earlier. — Terry Spear

Paul and Lori had cuddled the rest of the night in her bed after showering. He decided that if they didn't mate soon, he wasn't going to last. How would it sound for an alpha SEAL wolf to beg? — Terry Spear

Their kiss was gentle at first, and then she pressed him for more like she'd done before, but this time neither work nor pack members would intrude. His blood sizzled as he touched her lips with his tongue, but she hesitated to open up to him. He backed off just a little, unwilling to let it go. He felt the hesitation in her whole body - the desire there, but the concern too. Then, as if she was ready to throw caution to the wind, she parted her lips and touched her tongue to his. But there was nothing tentative about it. — Terry Spear

You have a mother?"
His mouth quirked with humor.
"Yep, and a father too! Every kid normally has one of each to begin with.
He was teasing me in an affectionate way... — Terry Spear

I promised Ian's wife, Julia, that I would video record Ian if I could and email the recording to her later." Lachlan drew in an audible breath, and she couldn't tell whether he was amused or worried. "You know Ian's wife? — Terry Spear

At dusk in the Corcovado National Park in Costa Rica, Melissa Overton barely heard the constant sound of crickets chirping all around them. Prowling through the dense, tropical rainforest as a jaguar, she listened for the human voices that would clue her in that her prey was nearby.
Waves crashed onto the sandy beaches in the distance as she made her way quietly, like a phantom predator, through the tangle of vines and broad, leafy foliage, searching for any sign of the poachers. Humans wouldn't have a clue as to what she and her kind were when they saw her - apparently nothing other than an ordinary jaguar. And she and her fellow jaguar shifters planned to keep it that way.
Her partner on this mission, JAG agent Huntley Anderson, was nearby, just as wary and observant. The JAG Special Forces Branch, also known as the Golden Claws, was only open to jaguar shifters and served to protect both their shifter kind and their jaguar cousins.... — Terry Spear

Play with fire and you WILL get burned. — Terry Spear

A human wasn't an acceptable boyfriend for a witch; nor would a human wish to date a witch. The two would never in a million light years be interested in each other. Then, again, unwritten rules were made to be broken. — Terry Spear

Jack glanced toward the dressing room, not believing that all the time he had been with her, she had been half-naked... — Terry Spear

He set Lori on the bed. "You were the only wolf that chased my tail around, trying to grab hold. No other cub would dare. — Terry Spear

He yanked off his shift, and she kicked off her sandals. Then she was on her knees on the bed, unfastening his belt and unzipping his zipper. He was already full to bursting. She glanced up at him. "It looks like you're eager to see me."
"Hell, yeah. — Terry Spear

For now, he wanted to help Ena escape the dragon fae king's wrath. As soon as Prince Grotto learned what she was about to do in the worst way. The reason she was in this mess was because Brett had helped take Princess Alicia prisoner. As Alicia's reward for saving the Princess, Alicia's grandfather had declared that Ena would wed Alicia's cousin. He was a dangerous dragon fae. Sure Ena would become a Princess if she were to wed Prince Grotto. Brett also knew that the fae intended to use her for her special skills and terminate her when she proved useless. Brett wasn't sure how to help Ena move her gold and staff to somewhere safe. Hopefully, in the Hawk Fae kingdom. They didn't have U-Haul trucks in the fae world. She was a dragon and that meant she wasn't leaving without her horde of treasure. — Terry Spear

He couldn't believe it!
He knew her intent before she dove for her sgian dubh. But he couldn't react quickly enough. He wasn't about to allow her to arm herself again. He dropped his sword, needing both hands free and lunged for her, only with his body this time. Tackling her, he took her down, her back cushioned by the wealth of leaves, and planted his body on top of hers.
She grew very still then, and he smiled a little at her. "If you had done just as I asked, we wouldna be like this, now would we lassie?"
Sorcha was fuming mad and scared witless as the braw Highlander pressed his body on top of hers. She felt his staff growing against her belly the longer he remained between her legs. He was beautiful, his dark brown eyes swimming with lust, his long brown hair hanging about her face as she looked up at him, panting for breath, trembling, despite wishing to show he didn't frighten her one bit. But he did. — Terry Spear

...She did what she should never have done. For a second time, she drew close, took hold of his shoulders, and gave him a kiss, only this time on the ...cheek.
His mouth curved up wickedly, his eyes showing the same heated expression, right before he slipped his arms around her and pulled her tight against his body -- his already aroused body -- and kissed her. Hot, hard, in charge, possessive, filled with want and need and so much more. — Terry Spear

She kissed him with just as much exuberance, enjoying the feel of his warm, sexy mouth against hers, the caress of his hands on her cheeks, as she stroked his bare back with as much tenderness. — Terry Spear

This spicy historical will steal your breath, and capture your heart.
-Susan Sigler, Love Romance Passion — Terry Spear

Alicia's sweet friend, Cassie, who never thought of anyone as being a stranger, rushed up to Halloran and kneed him in the groin. The big bad dragon shifter cried out, clutched his crotch, and fell to his knees. Cassie grabbed Alicia's arm and ran with her toward the back of the keep. Alicia glanced over her shoulder and couldn't believe her human friend had dropped the dragon fae. — Terry Spear

He leaned close to her and took a deep breath, unsettling her. "You smell of lavender. I wouldna believe a shepherdess would smell so fine."

"I bathed in a tub full of lavender this morning, just for you, so it seems, as I knew you would appreciate the effort. — Terry Spear

Great! I hope different police officers are here this time."
"Might be, but we're in the same police jurisdiction. I'm certain from the last time you were here, they probably have a record about you. What was it you said? You were playing some game re-enactment the last time you were injured?"
"Yes. How did your brother come up the idea of a paint-ball game? That's a good one."
"He's played them here before. He would like to bring the game back to our world, but we fight for real. — Terry Spear

As soon as he stood in front of her, she folded her arms and looked cross.
"You don't have any gardening skills. You turned down a prestigious job to weed the garden?
"I will be rewarded richly in treasures untold."
She raised a brow.
"I've heard dragon-shifters pay a lot of money to merchants and the like.
"Aaagh, but you are also a dragon-shifter of a sort.
Yes, but I am a gardener, which means I don't go on high-risk missions to earn my gold. — Terry Spear

You are sitting in my chair, my lord." She said the words very civilly, she thought. Although he quirked a brow and lowered his chin as if giving her one of those looks. Like really? In a way that wasn't a question. She was telling a fae king, a hawk fae king, and a guest of the dark fae, that he should be sitting in her seat? But she didn't stop there. "You may sit there if it pleases you." She pointed to Micala's seat since he was not at the meal. Her mother's mouth gaped and for once she didn't have an immediate rebuke ready for Ritasia. The king gave Ritasia such a sinister smile, she was afraid she might have gone a little too far with her first encounter with him. She quickly remembered her manners, curtseyed, though, because she wasn't wearing a gown, she thought she looked a little ridiculous, then looked back up at him. — Terry Spear

I need me some wolf loving. — Terry Spear

It is real, Lass.... You are mine as I am yours. — Terry Spear

He walked into the kitchen, sure of himself, no hint that he'd been mostly dead a half hour ago. — Terry Spear

He groaned a little and pulled his mouth free, pressing it against her forehead, then her cheeks.
"I was going to start a fire ---"
He smiled down at her. "You did. — Terry Spear

They stood high on top of the hill overlooking the glen, the water rushing by, the sheep grazing on the green grass across the burn, and white clouds passing overhead against the blue sky.
He still had hold of her arm, but then he released her, cupped her face with both hands, and kissed her. — Terry Spear

Why couldn't she have just admitted she couldn't handle the liquor and given up the deception that she could?
He sat there for the longest time -- at least it seemed that way to him -- as he tried to decide what to do next. Her head was resting on his groin, which had a mind of its own as it began to react to the woman's touch. — Terry Spear

I guess I'll wake up tomorrow and find I'm not in Kansas anymore."
"You're from Kansas?" Most of Kansas was not a lion fae territory. She'd heard the cobra fae loved to go there, however. — Terry Spear

He smiled. And she smiled back.
And that was it.
They quickly closed the distance between them, though she didn't remember moving. But she must have because she wasn't standing next to the sofa any longer and their lips were melded together as if they were meant to be that way. The wine on his lips and tongue tasted as divine as he did. His hands were on her bare shoulders, holding her in place while he worked miracles with his kisses. — Terry Spear

You are such a wolf."
"When it comes to you? Absolutely. — Terry Spear

She tugged him down in a way that said for him to get on with pleasuring her because he was dead meat if he didn't. — Terry Spear

He leaned against her door and sighed. "All right. Here's the deal. You and I can get together over dinner, and you can tell me what makes you believe Michael didn't do it — Terry Spear

Lori rushed to join him, threw her arms around his waist, and gave him a big, warm hug. And then kissed him full on the mouth.
When he came up for air and looked into her smiling face, he smiled right back. "Well, hell, if you had let me know that this was the way I'd be treated as the pack leader, I would have done it a long time ago. — Terry Spear

I wasn't going to let you avoid me this time. After Allan and I got settled, I was going to see you. Although I hadn't envisioned you smacking me in the head with the broom. — Terry Spear

She turned off all the lights in the duplex and peered out the windows, moving from one room to the next to see if she could catch sight of the a black sedan. Security lights and streetlights in her complex cast a strange orange glow on the misty snow. It looked like the perfect night for a murder. — Terry Spear

Did you hear what I said?"
"I'm still getting over being chased by a bear." The bear was nothing compared to seeing Lori naked.
"Right." Then she pulled on her jeans. — Terry Spear

She told herself she should stick with her earlier plan and that meant returning to the guest room.
He finally smiled and said, "If you have to think about it that much, you're coming to bed with me."
"And that decided it. Well sort of. — Terry Spear