“Sii la mia schiava damore, I purr.Her expression is guarded. What did you say?An amused smile pulls at my lips. Ill never tell. Somehow, I dont think shed agree to be my love slave anyway.”

“Gabriel.This has to be his fault, somehow. I'm going to track him down, pluck out his angel feathers, and stuff a pillow with them.”

“Sii la mia schiava d’amore,” I purr.Her expression is guarded. “What did you say?”An amused smile pulls at my lips. “I’ll never tell.” Somehow, I don’t think she’d agree to be my love slave anyway.”

“But his eyes say what he can’t. I see it, clear as day, even if she doesn’t. He’d give up his wings for her. All she’d have to do is ask.”

“Dreaming is what you do when your eyes are closed...living is what you do with that dream once you open your eyes!”

“It happens like this. "One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else--closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this pe...”

“When you totally commit yourself to a project and do your work quietly and well, unknown friends will find you and angels will surround you.”