The only problem with one-man woman was that he was not a one-woman man.
You want the fairy tale."
"I want a chance at it.
If ever there was something she needed to stick around and fight for, Luc was that something.
Do you really think that I don’t have anything better to do than to spend my time thinking about you? Digging up a little of the goods on Luc Martineau?”
Fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes and he laughed. “Sweetheart, there is nothing little about Luc’s goods.
Devon Hamilton-Zemaitis was a beautiful woman. Being dead didn't change that.
One of the most difficult things he'd ever done was turn away and leave her standing in the shadows.