That Perfect Someone

But you don't let true happiness slip out of your grasp without one helluva fight.

If you think I'm going to tell my wife she came in second place, you're out of your gourd. I'll convey the apology and not another bloody word.

Now that's the sort of love Richard had always been looking for, enduring, defying obstacles, reciprocated.

James stared at him for a moment, a brief moment, before his stonelike fist landed in Richard's gut. "Wrong answer. Try again.