Quotes from B.J. Daniels

In the distance, he could see a large star made out of red and green lights on the side of a barn, a reminder that Christmas was coming.

His gaze locked with hers. "I didn't know what my life was missing until I met you.

A toast," Buck said, raising his glass. "To the Montana Hamiltons!" Cheers rose…

Last night, he'd had hell getting to sleep after what he'd discovered in Ginny's jewelry box. He hated to think what the note or the hidden locket meant. A part of him still wished he'd just put both back in the jewelry box where he'd found them.

Love me," she whispered. "Love me like you mean it.

Austin couldn't help being protective of his youngest brother. While he and Hayes had both worked in law enforcement, Laramie had no experience dealing with criminals. "I hope you're right," Austin said as he watched his family finish their lunches. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that Laramie had no idea what he was getting into.

There is one man," the artist said after a moment. He'd paled. "H. F. Powell." "Where would I find him?" West didn't seem to hear him for a moment. He shook his head as if clearing away cobwebs from his brain. "Find him?" His laugh was more of a grunt. "Six feet under, last I checked.

When are you coming back?" he'd demanded as he'd watched her throw her clothes into two suitcases and head for the door. "When you get some help with your drinking." He didn't need any help. He drank fine without it.

Would he love the house as much if his cat burglar didn't come back for the painting? He pushed that thought away, telling himself he was in the market for a house long before he'd laid eyes on the dark-clad figure running along the rooftop. Long before the kiss.

What would it hurt to have one cup of coffee with him?

There are plenty of designers around who could advise you on artwork. I'm not the person you want." "Oh, I suspect you are exactly the person I'm looking for.

He seemed to study her. "I think I might surprise you." She feared that was definitely what might happen.

She warned herself to let it go. But that meant letting the painting go. She couldn't do that, she thought with a curse. And Laramie Cardwell was practically daring her to come steal it.

Did I catch you at a bad time?" she asked as a few moments passed without either of them speaking. He mentally shook himself out of his reverie. "Sorry, you looked so..." "Cold?" she suggested with a smile.

Jack and I are looking forward to the wedding. Jack said he's never seen a man who has such a way with horses as Cooper Barnett." Livie nodded. Cooper gave the horses a kind of unconditional love that seemed to make them want to do anything he asked of them. She swore she'd seen the horses look at him with adoration. She chuckled at the thought since she was sure she looked at him the same way.

of him. Ainsley hadn't been able to hear

This woman would be the death of him.... He told himself he wouldn't be stupid enough to let her steal his heart.

I was surprised to hear you'd grown up on a ranch," he said. "What is that?" "You don't like cowboy art." She chuckled. "You think they go hand in hand?

His gaze locked with hers as he leaned into her, his mouth finding hers. She tasted the saltiness of her tears and the cold scent of the winter day on his lips.

It felt like a kiss from a man whose reasons were strictly carnal. And I like it.

You have the most incredible eyes. I feel as if I can look into your soul." Sid shivered. "Don't look too closely.

Laramie had smiled at Dana. "You just can't stand one of your cousins making a clean getaway.

Dana can't stand the idea of an ugly tree not getting to be a Christmas tree," her husband the marshal explained with a shake of his head. "We do what we can for it.

If he'd forgotten that shy twelve-year-old whose heart he'd broken, well, she'd be happy to remind him.