Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Susan Elizabeth Phillipsis a romance novelist from the United States...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth11 December 1948
CountryUnited States of America
sweet sorry smart
I sure do miss that woman. Smart. Funny. Sweet. She never gave me a moment's trouble." "Gosh, I'm sorry about that. I knew it was boring between you two, but not that bad.
cat curious bigs
Okay, so I'll admit I'm curious. Big deal. We both know what that leads to. Dead cat.
waiting trying stories
You try spending six months sitting at somebody's bedside, waiting for them to die and then tell me that the happy-ending love story isn't one of God's good gifts.
stupid heart night
You lit into me last night. You said what I did was stupid. - That's what my head said. But my heart... My stupid heart... Her voice broke. It was singing.
sugar looks movement
Sugar Beth detected the movement and shot him a look that challenged not only his manhood but also his very right to exist on the planet.
team sleep ideas
...I have to tell you that I'm not all that comfortable with the idea of spending the rest of my life sleeping next to somebody who's got the power to fire me if my underwear doesn't make it all the way to the hamper." She repressed a smile. "I'm sympathetic to your problem, but I'm not selling the team just so you can be a slob." "Somehow I didn't expect you would.
mean mulling-over truck
Get inside before I spank you in public." There it was again, another of his maddening threats. Did that mean he wouldn't spank her if she did as he said or that he simply planned to spank her in private? She was still mulling over the whole unpleasant concept when he started the truck.
care moments waitress
I don't care how much evidence the state presented. I've never for one moment believed he murdered that waitress.
morning love-you thinking
In case you still haven't figured it out, he loves you. Your tiger will be back in the morning, and you can thank me anytime. Now, do I have to paint another picture for you, or do you think you can take it from here by yourself without screwing up?
love-you offering tears
For all your talk, you don't know the first thing about love." Tears spilled over her lashes and rolled down her cheeks. She slipped the chain that held his Super Bowl ring over her head and pressed it into his palm. "I love you, Bobby Tom, and I'll love you till the day I die. But I've never been for sale. I was a free offering all along.
ideas violet peculiar
For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled like, except somehow he knew they smelled just like Lady Emma.
dallas conversation manure
Dallas, is it remotely possible for you to carry on a conversation that's not loaded down with manure?
men world like-you
As far as I'm concerned, men like you were put on this world to entertain women like me.
mistake foresight
"There’s no such thing as mistakes – only a lack of foresight.