Quotes from Lori Foster

Back then, he whispered, I guess I was into masochism, because being there with you, so close when you were so untouchable, was pretty torturous. In the same whisper, Beth asked, So why did you do it? Because not being with you was worse. -Beth and Levi

Eyes narrowing, she whispered, "Are you accusing me of PMS?

What the hell do you want, anyway? 'I just want to help you. Yeah, right. And then he'd sell her a bridge. He didn't know her, had no vested intereset in her--unless he hoped to get laid. Ha! Fat chance. He looked like he was poor, driving that old rattrap car and dressed in faded jeans. She clenched her hands into fists. I'm not screwing you. I didn't ask you to. And then, with some sort of warped amusement, he added, I'm not that easy.

never cheat. It's not just a betrayal of the person you promised to love, honor and cherish. It betrays the family unit, too.

was to come. She lost her fragile grasp on control, unaware of everything but the implosion of heat, the wave of sensation that made her muscles ripple and her

He'd love to segue right from hello to hell, yeah

Can I tell that from her ear Axel? No, I can't. Why don't you go sit down somewhere and stop pacing behind me.

Preacher, was there

Take it easy, Grace, Noah told her as he stepped into his slacks. According to Ben she's doing fine now and is kicking up a fuss at all the attention. To quote Ben, 'She's pitching a bitch about looking old and frail.

I've created a monster, he muttered thickly and quickly positioned her over his lap. I need to come, Grace. Bad. I'm shaking like a virgin, but you've got some catching up to do.

Grace? He kissed her again, then again and again, lingering here and there, tasting her. Her toes curled as he licked a sensitive spot on her nape. Grace sighed and squirmed against him. Oh no you don't, Noah scolded. No more tempting me to unreasonable levels of lust. We need nourishment, woman. And to punctuate that, he gave her hip a swat. What would you like to eat?

The other woman was chic and polished in a way Yvette could never be. Wavy, light brown hair, a sheer blouse and high heels only made her more attractive—and left Yvette feeling underdressed, out of place and far too intrusive. She'd come to the bar to give Cannon a message, to release him from any obligations, and instead she'd just...enjoyed him.

Distraction Slow Ride

In a world full of cultured pearls, you, Yardley Belanger, are a rare abalone pearl. Exotic, colorful, and oh so beautiful.

Everything about you suits everything in me.

But don't grovel. Don't apologize. Give him the facts

He could talk to a buzzard and make it coo.

Stop... toying with me. When I toy with you, you'll know it-and enjoy it.

He was going to get rid of the delivery person, throw the food in the kitchen, then get back to his real dinner. Violet

If I ever coo at a man, Ray thought privately, I hope someone shoots me.

You were...were... looking at me! Yeah. I was considering having you for breakfast before you kicked me in the jaw.

Jane started crying, which didn't surprise Ray in the least. The woman had the appearance of a professional watering pot—her

There are plenty of secondary characters that I had always hoped to write, but I don't know if it will ever happen. The way contracts work, if you leave one publishing house for another, the characters tend to stay with the previous publishing house.

How it works for me is that a scene comes to mind, usually a scene between the hero and heroine, that depicts the emotional conflict. From that scene, the characters come alive for me. I don't do a lot of preplanning in any way when I write.