Brett will need some clothes if someone can drop some by.” “All we need is a bear rug,” Meghan said.

Zorro pulled her into his arms and crushed her against his body, kissing her soundly on the mouth. “My, what a big sword you have, sir,” she said, sweeping her hand over his sheathed sword. “I’m fully armed,” he said, “with that and more.

Unless the she-wolf agrees, there’s always a chance of rejection.

You are such a wolf.” “When it comes to you? Absolutely.

It’s not the dead people you got to worry about… It’s the living that are scary.

Do you believe in ghosts?