I am not sure that the best way to make a boy love the English poets might not be forbid him to read them and then make sure that he had plenty of opportunities to...

We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.

Delight is délice, délit is a misdemeanour”Well, it’s bloody close…”Well, they often are….

I think our last kiss was meant to be quick and chaste, but after the first touch of his lips fire leaped up and roared through my belly. My fingers yanked him close, digging into...

I want to take you under the moonlight.

She had assumed they would see each other every day but she hadn’t really thought about the implications of having an affair with a married man. It wasn’t going to be a normal relationship.

Very bad things.

Tasting what could have been—what should have been—didn’t make it easier.

An inappropriate attraction to your friend’s fiancé was grounds for disbarment from the Woman Club. Neither did it make a lick of sense. He was uncouth, uneducated, uncivilized. All of their conversations back then had...

She remembered how her heart, so tight, like a scroll, had opened when Arin kissed her. It had unfurled. If her heart were truly a scroll, she could burn it. It would become a tunnel...

She remembered the story from her childhood, about Adam and Eve in the garden, and the talking snake. Even as a little girl she had said – to the consternation of her family – What...

By the way, if you get mad at your Mac laptop and wonder who designed this demonic device, notice the manufacturer’s icon on top: an apple with a bite out of it.