Quotes from Robyn Carr

clean-cut. She has freckles!

Why couldn't she just let herself go?

He could tell by the expression on her face, there was going to be some drama about last night. He mentally prepared himself; she was going to warn him it didn't mean they were getting back together. She could say that all day; he wouldn't argue with her. But he wasn't leaving; he wasn't letting her walk away from him again. Franci

uncle were understandably nervous and resistant to Dory's

Don't get sloppy, Marcie. If I had a freezer, I might shoot him." "You wouldn't!" He smiled at her. "I like venison. Don't you?" She thought about that chili Jack had given her, how it melted in her mouth. But she said, "Not that much!" And she whirled and went into the house, his amused laughter at her back. *

I don't know what I'd do without you," she told him. He smiled sweetly. "You'd be miserable." He touched his glass to hers. "To Doc," he said. "To Doc. The biggest pain-in-the-ass country doctor in three counties." She hiccupped. "God, I'm going to miss him." *

You should have called me. I could have helped." "I was afraid to get involved with someone I didn't know. I already screwed up on that once. You could be a lunatic for all I know." "I could be, but I'm not." "I

What had he done to her? And why was he kidding himself? He'd never stop loving her. He

Am I staying here? I came here because I believed I'd lost everything that mattered, and ended up finding everything I've ever wanted in the world. Yeah, Joey. I'm staying. Jack's here. Besides, I belong here now. I belong to them. They belong to me.

I haven't felt this way in such a long time, I barely recall how it's supposed to feel. Ellie has a lot of doubts—about me, about everyone I hope to welcome into a church losing all respect for me when they find out I'm in love with her…." "Obviously

Gentlemen, I propose a toast," Jack said, lifting his glass. "Let's drink to silence. If this conversation ever leaves this bar, we're all going to die. Skinless." "Silence," the other men agreed. "All

For the past several years, he'd avoided romantic relationships that could gut him in the end. That whole not-sleeping, feeling the deep ache that came from failure, enduring the sudden loneliness of being rejected…it was bad for his disposition.

He's my best friend.

All she wanted was to matter. To be more than an opportunity. That's all.

I think loving someone and losing them can leave a hole in your heart.

Look, you have four brothers and three

He's my best friend. His name is Dane, he owns a coffee shop near my yoga studio. I've known him for a few years, since he opened the place. We go to movies, sometimes we hike, we have long talks, political arguments, discuss books we like. When there's live music around here, we try to go.

When your heart aches with love, just the fear of having it thrust away is enough to frighten the boldest from spilling their simple truth.

Full and aching and tingling and spiraling, hanging on for dear life, letting go of every other thought and focused only on one thing—let it go, let it go, let it go.

It's possible you've been bitten by the bug," he said. "And what bug is that?" she asked. "Animals are good for the heart. And blood pressure. They make us feel loved, but more, they make sure we know we're needed. They really don't do well without our care. And we don't do that well without their unconditional love.

I can talk to him about anything. We have the same kind of education and—" "What kind of education?" Clay asked. "We enjoy the arts. Music, literature, theater, art. My degree is in classical studies.

It's the way we don't tell the most important people in our lives the most important things.

She realized uneasily that she hadn't really known as much as she should have about T.J., but she knew everything about Sean. She knew his strengths and weaknesses. He had never lied to her. When she first saw Sean a month ago, she thought he'd reappeared to screw up her life. She'd literally wanted to rearrange his face. Now, she ran into his arms for comfort and support. Her best friend. A man she knew she could trust.

No one should make you cry like this. Tell me who he is. I'll kill him for you." "I wasted so much time on him," she said with a hiccup of emotion. He kissed her eyes. "He's a dick," he said. "Worse. He's a stupid dick." She responded with a small, whimpering laugh. He