Quotes from Genell Dellin

Nothin' bucks like a bull . . . rider.

I hope you haven't packed those ratty flannel pajamas of yours," she said. "You probably won't need anything to sleep in, anyhow." Elle stood up, picked up a pad of Post-it notes from the desk, and threw it. "He's broken all to bits. Give it up. He's an invalid! " Carlie laughed as the note pad bounced off the door frame. "He's a cowboy, honey. Nothin' ever keeps them down for long.

He was so accustomed to being in the middle of the action it still took him a second to realize that they were waiting for him, Chase Lomax, to get out of the way. He couldn't help them? He'd hinder their rescue—a small woman and a skinny kid? Right. He would. Feeling unreasonably humiliated, he lifted his crutches and clunked his way out into the aisle.

You just don't want to go to the barn in sweats with Elle there. Well, he hated to admit it, but that was probably the reason he was tottering back and forth on one foot and two sore armpits here in this insane closet that seemed about the same size as the house he and his dad used to live in.

Why don't you call her?" "She doesn't answer," Chase said. "She may be somewhere that there's no cell phone service or she may have her phone turned off." He'd be embarrassed to say how many times he'd tried. That's what guilt—in other words, meddling—did to a man.

Then he pulled back and looked at her shirt again. "Is this really true?" She nodded. "Every word of it." "Okay, then. I say you won't." "Won't do what?" He bent his head to whisper into her hair, his breath hot against her ear. " Before lunch, you won't go to bed with me." Elle reached around behind her and turned off the burner on the stove.