Who did this girl think she was? What gave her the right to put her filthy hands on Lycus Apollonides? Absolutely not. And then, as if that weren't bad enough, she saw him put his hands on her, too. Saw him follow curves that Lisa didn't have, saw him bow his head to trail kisses over skin tanner and softer than Lisa's own. Saw him breathe in the ( Read more... )

He’s not here to see this premier. She’s sure he’ll go see it as soon as it’s available where ever he is, and he’ll call her, but it isn’t the same. It’s not the same as having him beside her, holding her hand during the film and standing with her on the red carpet while she is, momentarily, the center of the universe ( Read more... )