Quotes from Carolyn Brown

An old black bull threw back his head and bawled when the cows behind him didn't keep up, as if telling them the breakfast buffet was about to be spread, and he wasn't waiting for grace.

She slapped at him, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her forward over the loose hay to hug her tightly. Her hands landed on his chest with a snap. She looked up, and before she even had time to shut her eyes, his lips were on hers. Warmth---that's what she felt at first. As the kiss deepened, it grew hotter, and when his tongue traced the outside of her mouth, it turned downright scorching.

You are full of shit, Sawyer O'Donnell. I believe that you invented the Blarney Stone instead of kissed it.

I want a swallow of whiskey to take that pill, Polly yelled. Damn things get stuck when you make me take them water.

Are you kin to the Gallaghers or the Brennans? Jill asked. Hell, no! If I was, I'd shoot myself in the head with this gun.

Bessie, the old gray mule, had two speeds: slow and stop. A stick of dynamite could not have put any more giddy-up in her pace....

Do just-friends sleep all tangled up like a bunch of baby granddaddy long-legged spiders?

Have I told you today that you look mighty fetchin' in that outfit? he said as he opened the door for her. Only three times, she answered. Well, then make it four.

What are you two talking about? Gladys asked. We're talkin' about roses, chicken chips, and pork rinds, he said.

Poor old Rhett, Sawyer mumbled. What about Rhett? I just feel sorry for him if he does come to Burnt Boot. He won't have a pretty little redhead to watch his back.

Did you ever hear of the turd theory? she asked. He shook his head. It goes like this. You think if a certain obnoxious person wasn't in your life, then everything would be just peachy. Then that person is miraculously out of your life, and behold, another turd floats to the top, Jill said.

Summertime, it gets hotter than Lucifer's tail feathers

Alone isn't a bad place to be, especially when it's the alternative to distrust and unhappiness, but

Leave that cycle at home. I like a truck bed to play around in under the moon and stars.

Her head started spinning, thinking about a date with Rhett O'Donnell. I need to go fishing and clear my mind, she thought. I've always been in love with Tanner, and now Rhett is in the picture. I had trouble handling one secret cowboy. Two is one cowboy too many.

The third time is not always the charm.

Last month, I didn't even have the prospect of a relationship. Now I've got one cowboy too many, she said.

I hear it was the fact that the Brennans had a hellfireanddamnation preacher runnin' their family back in Prohibition days and you Gallaghers were runnin' moonshine to get by and got caught. Your family blamed the Brennans for rattin' you out, and that started a feud, Rosalie said.

Do you ever have a negative thought in your head?" Rick asked. "Used to, then I figured out that positive can't survive in a negative atmosphere, so I have a mental 'Delete' button that I press real often. Do you have bad thoughts?" she asked.

One kiss came close to sending the movie theater up in blazes. Sex would burn down the state.

A man who listened? Had she found the eighth wonder of the world?

What kind of woman am I? she asked. My kind. He grinned.

Life was good when I counted my blessings.

They slept that deep sleep reserved for babies and consenting adults who have worn their bodies out with hot sex.