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“I thought of telling him that if it wasn't for Oklahoman cowboys and Mexican whores having a bit of fun, there would've been no Texans, but that would be counterproductive.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Bites

“Asking an eight-year-old girl if something is a little over-the-top is like asking a Texan if there are too many jalapenos in the salsa. The answer is always no." -Liberty Jones”
― Lisa Kleypas, Sugar Daddy

“Staying level with Tess was going to require fast thinking, which was mighty difficult considering all the blood he needed for said thought processes was now hurtling south.

鈥淲hat would this job involve?鈥�

鈥淥nly one task. Make. Me. Believe.鈥�

鈥淭hat I鈥檓 your fianc茅?鈥�

Cue her smile, sly and sexy. First time she鈥檇 let him in on that action, too. 鈥淭hat you want me more than your next breath.鈥�

If she moved forward a couple of inches, his boner would make her believe.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“What do you think for dinner? I know it鈥檚 important I don鈥檛 show you up.鈥� Something soft and red filled his lust-hazed vision. 鈥淲ith this first one, I can鈥檛 wear a bra because it鈥檚 backless鈥︹€� She swapped it out for something dark. 鈥溾€ut this second one is a little low-cut. Bra or no bra?鈥�

Think, man, think. The fate of the universe depended on the answer to this question.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“After all, deep in every Texan鈥檚 heart, there remains the steadfast belief that any problem can be solved with a big enough gun.”
― Robert Jackson Bennett, American Elsewhere

“Male appreciation hardened his features from doubt to certainty. Boobs, the best negotiation strategy of them all. She thanked the Lord and her genetics for her great rack.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“Gripping her wrists, he pinned her tight to the vanity. 鈥淭hat sex as a weapon thing can only get you so far, Tess.鈥�

Wanna bet? 鈥淚鈥檓 not damaged, cowboy. I don鈥檛 have hang-ups about my body, I don鈥檛 use sex to mask my problems鈥濃€攎uch鈥斺€渁nd right now, if you don鈥檛 touch me in some very hot, very wet places, I might die.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“I could just as easily have taken the train.鈥�

He shut his eyes, just long enough for a movie of a Tess-induced train riot to screen on the backs of his eyelids. Fists flying, teeth broken, friendships destroyed as men vied to get closer to her lush body barely covered in that incendiary French maid outfit.

And now he was turning hard again.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“But that kiss did more than turn her into a puddle of lust. It terrified her. Not because of how soul-searingly good it was, but because kisses like that don鈥檛 just happen. Kisses like that implied history and connection and bone-deep knowledge, and it made her question everything that had existed between them before.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“She had shaved above the knee, packed her suitcase with her skimpiest lingerie, and the instructions on the Sexy Weekend Fun Box said, 鈥淛ust Add Texan.鈥� What she had not expected was Hunter putting her on a Tex-free diet.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“A strong but gentle grip on her nape had pulled her back to make the acquaintance of a warm slab of granite. Callused fingers held her neck while a blunt hand fanned her hip, locking her into position against something hard and hot.

It could have been anyone, but after just one afternoon of Flynn-spun intimacy, her body knew its owner.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“Oh, it doesn't work at all. That's the problem! It's an endless, halting parade of inspections, bribes, and nonsense鈥攂ut if you're aboard a Texas vessel, you'll find less inconvenience along the way."
"It's because of their guns!" declared Mr. Henderson, once more escaping his reverie, bobbing out of it as if to gasp for air.
"Concise, my love." Mrs. Henderson gave him a smile. "And correct. Texans are heavily armed and often impatient. They don't need to be transporting arms and gunpowder to create a great nuisance for anyone who stops them, so they tend to be stopped鈥ess often.”
― Cherie Priest, Dreadnought

“My motto has always been: a hard man is good to find.鈥� Tess gave Hunter鈥檚 unflinching bicep a gentle squeeze, claiming it and the man for her own. 鈥淎nd never let the bride stand in the way of me and my hard man.”
― Kate Meader, Even the Score

“Hauling a deep, make-me-feel-sexy breath, she
pinned on what she hoped was a coquettish smile, turned as smoothly as her bulky gown allowed, and found her previously pleasure-filled sightline newly blocked by sixfoot- and-change of home-grown Texas assholery.

This particular example happened to have thick, wavy
hair as dark as his heart, deep, soulful eyes as blue as the garter still circling her thigh, and a face that made angels weep. Probably after he鈥檇 screwed them senseless, knocked them up, and abandoned them with a wink and a smile.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“Stop trying to rationalize this, man. There is no scenario here that ends with you between this woman鈥檚 thighs.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“The human brain was, on the whole, a marvelous thing. It worked perfectly from the day you were born until the moment you needed it to ace an exam or resist the show-and-tell of Flynn Cross鈥檚 dick.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“Flynn was kissing her again, not to help her forget but to force her to remember. Everything he had meant to her then. Everything he meant to her now. How he always had been, and forever would be, her world.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“For nearly a week I neither cooked nor grocery shopped. Instead, all of our various families took Eric and me out for Mexican food, for barbecue, for beignets. We ate cheese biscuits with Rice Krispies, and spiced pecans, and red beans and rice, and gumbo, and all those other things that New Yorkers would turn up their noses at, but New Yorkers don't know everything, do they? This is what Texas, and family, are for.”
― Julie Powell, Julie & Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously

“He looked like he might break out into an irate merengue any minute. Patrick Swayze reincarnated.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“Her head felt like miniature construction workers had taken up residence. Along with jackhammers and pneumatic drills, they were now whistling at passing women and yelling 鈥淗ey, baby!鈥� She made the pledge of hung-over idiots everywhere: I鈥檓 never drinking again.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“He fingered her nape, massaging his sensual intent. 鈥淚鈥檒l give you whatever you want whenever you want it. Any time of day, you need relief, just crook your finger and I鈥檒l crook mine. Against you, inside you, deep as you need it. If I鈥檓 not around, text me and I鈥檒l come, ready to make you come. For one week, I鈥檒l fulfill every fantasy on demand and get you off so many times we鈥檒l break records.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“Well, screw this daddy complex shit. 100ccs of Madonna girl power needed STAT!”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“If she wanted to bang every waiter and bellman on the Mexican Riviera, she would do so with dildos on. No one said her rebound(s) had to be classy.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“You鈥檙e going to need more than an average kissing game to get with me, Cross.鈥�

鈥淣othin鈥� average about that kiss.鈥�

She sighed. 鈥淒on鈥檛 beg. It鈥檚 so unTexan.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score

“Shut it, Flynn. Just鈥� oh God, you鈥檝e been impossible to evict, because possession is nine-tenths of the law. You鈥檙e inside me. A part of me. But you pulled me close with one hand and crushed my heart with the other, and I can鈥檛 go through that again.”
― Kate Meader, One Week to Score