"You Are The Reason"

Damn it, he was here, waiting for her.

As the sun set, he braced his elbows on the steering wheel and rested his head in

his hands. That was just what he was doing, he admitted. Waiting for her. And he

wasn't waiting to have a rational conversation, as he'd tried to convince himself

he was over the past weeks.

He was waiting to beg, to promise, to fight, to do whatever it took to put things

right again. To put Morgana back in his life again.

He closed his hand over the stones he still wore around his neck and wondered if

he could will her back.

Captivated

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The sight of her stole his breath. He'd driven through the night, through the morning, 

all the while trying to image how he would feel when he saw her again. 

For once his imagination had fallen far short.

The Perfect Neighbor

At the store...

... I spotted these mismatched earrings for sale...

Guess who they reminded me of? ✋

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Preston noted that the dangles in her ears didn't match and

wondered if it was a fashion statement or carelessness.

The Perfect Neighbor

She ran back out, her feet in another pair of those skinny heels,

her lips slicked with deep pink and earrings dangling. 

Mismatched again he noted

New Orleans Beignets

Instantly bonded, Cybil grabbed Delta's hand. "My mother talked about Mazie all the time. We visited her once when I was a little girl. She gave us beignets, fresh and wonderful. We sat on the front porch and had lemonade."

The Perfect Neighbor

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These sweet, square and holeless French doughnuts are known as beignets. New Orleans’ traditional breakfast always includes a few of these powdered sugar delicacies.

Taste of Home

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“Yeah, real pretty.” Luke bit into the beignet, scattering powdered sugar.

Honest Illusions

Real-Life Neighbor Nightmares You Won’t Believe

Maddy sniffed again and caught the rich, dark scent of coffee. "Where did you get it?"

"Oh, I borrowed a few scoops from your next-door neighbor."

Wine bottle in hand, Maddy drew out of the cupboard. "Not Guido."

"Yes, Guido. The one with the biceps and large teeth."

Maddy unearthed two glasses. "Chantel, I've lived next door to him for years and I wouldn't exchange 
a good-morning with him without an armed guard."

Dance to the Piper

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Preston didn't regret his actions. Not for a minute. He calculated his studied rudeness 
would keep his terminally pert neighbor with the turned-up nose 
and sexy pink toenails out of his hair during his stay across the hall. 
The last thing he needed was the local welcoming

committee rolling up at his door, especially when it was led by a 
bubbly motormouth brunette with eyes like a fairy.

Damn it, in New York, people were supposed to ignore their neighbors. 
He was pretty sure it was a city ordinance, and if not, it should be.

The Perfect Neighbor