Lassoed into Marriage. Christine Wenger
what she knew about the Sullivans from Carol and by her own observations, she had to admit that he was probably right. She hated to admit it, but she was kind of similar to them.
Merciful heavens!
Maybe she did need some fun in her life. All she did was fly and sleep, preferably not at the same time.
Ha! She’d made a joke.
Maybe … just maybe … Sully was waking up a part of her that had been buried too long: her sense of humor.
“Sweet dreams,” Sully said.
“If you’d let me drive this thing, I could take a turn.”
“You stick to planes. I’ll drive my rig.”
“Good night, then.”
She walked the six steps to check on Rose. She was still sleeping, as peaceful and as beautiful as an angel.
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