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“Her mouth set. "I've already lost one man I loved tonight. I will not lose the other." She glared at him. "And curse you, you stone head, for making me say it first.”
― Patrick W. Carr, The Hero's Lot

“Nothing said family more than shared soap.”
― K. Lyn Smith, The Artist’s Redemption

“You’re gorgeous. You’re sexy. You’re â€� asking me to cut that dress off you? I’m praying for strength.”
― Cristin Harber, Revenge

“The minute I set eyes on your mother, I felt this thing happen in my gut, like the flu bug hit me worse than any sickness I’ve ever had, worse than the bubonic plague.â€�
His love analogy could use a little workâ€�”
― Debbie Macomber, Alaskan Holiday

“She’s mine. She might not know it yet, but she’s mine.”
― Pippa Grant, Stud in the Stacks

“God, woman.â€� He closed his fist, not bothering to count off the dozens of other things she shouldn’t do. “You give me heartburn.â€�
“No. Those are orgasms I give you, baby.”
― Cristin Harber, Live Wire

“This many pretty girls in the room, all watching you boys like you’re a wedding-reception one-night stand waiting to happenâ€�”
― Cristin Harber, Revenge

“Bindu held up her hands in a T-shape. "Neither of you are married or seeing anyone. The aunties did background checks." "Background checks?" Prem asked. "How did you? I mean- I didn't give you any of my personal information."
Farha Auntie stood from her chair, brushed off her shoulders, and then stepped closer until she could whisper in his face. "I have your home address, genealogy history, the balance on your credit card, and your social security number prita. As well as the name of your pet beta fish when you were six. Don't test us.”
― Nisha Sharma, Dating Dr. Dil

“She looks me dead in the face and says, “The safe word is going to be ‘immigration,â€� because you know I’ll stop it.”
― Kayti McGee, Topped

“She giggled. Giggled. Her cheeks pinked, and goddamn, if this plane didn’t get to the gate and un-board them, he was going to pull the emergency hatch.”
― Cristin Harber, Gambled

“He’d almost redoubled his efforts to charm her. Prepared a wink and a smile and a glib response but stopped. Every time he tried to charm her, she stiffened, so he’d given her the truth instead. 'I’ve nowhere else to be.' Surprisingly, it had worked.”
― K. Lyn Smith, The Artist’s Redemption

“It felt odd to have Regina laundering his clothes.
'Oh. If you’d rather clean them yourself . . .'
No, that didn’t sound right, either.”
― K. Lyn Smith, The Artist’s Redemption

“In his letter, he’d written three different words. 'You’re not alone.' They swirled inside her head, solid and deep and resonant in a way that ethereal 'I love you' could never be.”
― K. Lyn Smith, The Artist’s Redemption

“Aaron Blackford, [...] Did you smuggle doughnuts out of the wedding in your pocket?”
― Elena Armas

“If retribution was a date on a calendar, then Karma had today circled and highlighted.”
― Bo Grant, Running from Cupid

“His eyes were growing darker. They dipped to her lips. “Make any dirty cupcakes this week?â€�
“Yes. Two orders.�
“What flavors?�
“N´Ç.â€�
“N´Ç?â€�
“I don’t want to tell you.� She totally wanted to tell him. She wanted to watch his eyes go darker when she said the dirty words. And she wanted him to keep touching her cheek. And then touch her in other places. “You should stop.�
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― Jamie Farrell, Sugared

“In the third cabinet under the counter, she hit the good stuff. “Oh! You have a KitchenAid.â€�
“If you’re planning on caressing my mixer, you should know that might make my testicles explode,� he said from behind her.
Her cheeks went hot enough to glow. “That would be awkward.”
― Jamie Farrell, Sugared

“Her eyes slid closed, her secret places pulsed in anticipation, and his lips settled onto the skin beneath her ear.
That was magic.
She held perfectly still.
He pressed a kiss to her neck. Then another, lower. A third, even lower.
She squirmed.
He dropped his hands. “Sorry. I---�
“Don’t stop,â€� Kimmie whispered.”
― Jamie Farrell, Sugared

“A fake ring. A fake engagement. Fake love. Everything was fake. Shiny and put together on the outside, empty on the inside.”
― Jamie Farrell, Sugared

“She tossed. Turned. Tried to count sheep; in her head, she began examining and vaccinating them, which wasn’t helpful when trying to fall back asleep.”
― Nancy Naigle, Christmas In Evergreen

“I doubt we’ll see too many cows on the cruise.â€�
“Oh. A cow cruise. That sounds fun,â€� she teased.”
― Nancy Naigle, Christmas In Evergreen

“Above his head, the drip had spread, dark and blooming across the plaster. A spider watched him from a gauzy web above the washstand. Light from his shrinking candle reflected in the grime on the window. He was pretty sure there was something crawling in his mattress. His stomach growled its displeasure, and somewhere a pig slept on his nightshirt. But for some reason, he was pleased.”
― K. Lyn Smith, The Artist’s Redemption

“He was a river to her sandstone resolution. He flowed and she eroded.”
― K. Lyn Smith, The Artist’s Redemption

“Calm down. You don't have to curse at me.
His blistering glare could peel paint from a wall. "I think you're lying about not having boyfriends. I think you've had plenty, and they all committed suicide.”
― J.Y Geissinger

“You need to rethink your definition of 'nice'."
"Why?"
"Because if we were stuck together I'd leave you behind. I'm not your 'nice terrant.' I could kill you if I wanted to."
"So nice.”
― Heather Chambers, Earth Sucks

“We’ve got faster communication here then ma bell does at AT&T”
― Tracey Enerson Wood, The War Nurse

“Last night,â€� he said, reminiscently, “you bound my arm—the merest scratch! with all the tenderness of which a woman is capable when her compassion is aroused. Today, you propose to shoot me in cold blood for no better reason than that I will not gratify your curiosity! It has been truly said that females are strange creatures!”
― Alice Chetwynd Ley, The Guinea Stamp

“Seriously. I’ll wager you aren’t ten years older than me.â€�
“I bet I am.�
“So what? So when I’m eighty, you’ll be ninety. It’s just a number.�
I relaxed on a pile of pillows on my end of the boat. Eyes closed, I enjoyed the sunshine’s warmth on my face with the intermittent quack of ducks floating on the cool breeze. “I’m just saying, I’m not sure your eighty-year-old self will enjoy being chased by a gaggle of ninety-year-old women at the old folks� home.�
“And I’m just saying if you were there, I’d let you catch me.”
― Kelly Elizabeth Huston, Tex Miller Is Dead

“Not wanting her to become discouraged, Giles waved the tennis ball over his head, staying her swing before she could miss and send another ball flying backward into the Ashley River or smacking into the net. It was a miracle she hadn’t lobbed a ball through one of the long windows of the house. 'You’ve done wonderfully for your first lesson, but let’s say we call it a day?”
― Grace Hitchcock, Hearts of Gold Collection

“You don’t happen to think the first finished story in years is more important? It’s a cat, Jaik, it can fend for itself!â€� He jabbed a finger at me. “All right, first, you don’t know a thing about Sheeba. Second, why do your problems suddenly have to be my problems? I don’t even know you!â€� “But my stories know you!”
― Renee Dugan, A Story Spun in Scarlet