Brooke's no stranger to theatre. She put on a few productions in high school, silly things, and all to suit her own agenda, but theatre nonetheless. And once she arrived in New York, she had to put in appearances everywhere, including every hot number Broadway and off-Broadway had to offer, no matter how dreary or boring ( Read more... )

It's snowing ( Read more... )

Brooke's first conscious thought is that she's warm. Not the fleeting, one-sided warmth of a fire or the shallow comfort of bundling into furs, but really warm, all the way through ( Read more... )

Brooke's ass hurts. When it comes to it, so do her arms, thighs and back, because pretty as he is, Yorick weighs an absolute ton ( Read more... )