Status Updates From Heroes Are My Weakness

“Good night,” she said. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Hey, we had a deal. Aren’t you supposed to take off your clothes now?”
“It would only be pity sex,” she said, in a mock confessional. “I won’t insult you like that.”
“Go ahead. Insult me.”

“And you’re supposed to be out of here by the time I get home.”
“Am I?” He looked vague, a matinee idol prone to memory lapses. Hannibal wandered out from the kitchen and draped himself over Theo’s shoe.
She gazed at the cat. “What’s your familiar doing here?”
“I need him while I work.”
“To help cast spells?”

He jabbed his finger toward the cottage. “You think I did that?”
“No, no. Of course, I don’t.”
“You do think I did it.” His frown turned to a glower. “You can’t imagine how much I want to walk away right now and let you deal with this yourself.”
“F-follow your instincts.”

Doesn't this lady realize talking to puppets is just as creepy as writing horror novels?

I'm abandoning this one for now.....just can't get into it.

Yay- I'm so happy to finally begin this book!!!!!!!!! Just love Susan Elizabeth Phillips!

This is devastating me! I am STRUGGLING to read this book (and SEP is the goddess of romance)! Is it just me?????

I've never thought there'd come a day when I would feel like this for a book written from one of the authors of my heart...it pains me so much, I'd rather not have started it at all...

He put her books in the swimming pool? Kill him.