Quotes from Carla Cassidy

He laughed, a low, sexy growl, as she moaned in obvious frustration. "Patience is a virtue," he said. "Torture is a federal offense," she replied.

Why can I remember eggplant, when I can't remember my own name?!

The good thing about being with a woman who has amnesia is that the conversation gets to be all about you

Unrequited love sucks. It should be against the law." She brightened. "If it was, then I could have Rick arrest me. I'd love to be handcuffed to him.

In that instant of eye contact, in the mesmerizing depths of that sweet emotion, she felt bound to him in a way she'd never felt connected to another man. It was as if in that moment their hearts and minds, their very souls, were one.

Getting involved with a victim was kind of like trying to find love on a reality show...rarely successful.

I won't let anyone talk to my wife that way, Gray said, his voice with a steely edge. I know that underneath that expensive tux you're nothing but a mama's boy sucking off your father's money and looking for a wealthy woman to keep you doing nothing for the rest of your life. I just want you to understand that beneath my tux is a rough and tumble cowboy who will kick your ever-loving ass to hell and back if you ever talk about my wife in derogatory terms again.

Once she'd realized she'd never meet her mother's expectations, it didn't seem real important to meet anyone else's.

She was in his heart, in his very soul, and the love he felt for her was so much more than that of an adolescent boy for his first girlfriend.

The person of interest in her sister's murder had become the cowboy of her heart

I knew she wouldn't remember me," Della said as she and Jordan once again sat at the table. "She had her head so far up her ass in high school, the only thing she could recognize was her own colon.

Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, doesn't it?" Michelle said dryly. "That the boy most likely to become the next Unabomber has a crush on you?

It was a beautiful day and tomorrow was just a promise, and yesterday already a memory. The only thing to cling to was the present

And there's nobody there. But