Quotes from Pamela Clare

Only a Mahican would bring a comb to war." Connor rolled his eyes, then leaned in as if about to tell Amalie a great secret, lowering his voice to a whisper. "It helps them keep their feathers pretty." -Connor about Joesph

Though this marriage is a sham, what we share tonight will be real, my lady. I said I'd treat you wi' the same respect I'd show my own true bride, and I meant it. I'd no' be able to call myself a Scotsman if I let you walk across this threshold.

You dinnae have me yet!

Instincts were his first line of defense. His body was his second. He trained it, kept it in fighting shape, just as he did any other weapon.

Some part of him had hoped that a woman might one day see beyond his scars to the man he was inside. But Megan was doing more than just ignoring his ugliness. She was _accepting_ it with a woman's gentleness, her touch soothing memories of savage pain, grief, loneliness.

You were inside my body, but somehow 'tis my soul you touched, Iain Mackinnon.

You think to judge me, MacKinnon? I've littered the ground wi' the corpses of men like you." Iain raised his blade and smiled. "You've never met a man like me.

If I told you your bare ass looks fantastic in the moonlight, would you hold that against me?

Awakened by the oppressive midday heat, Zach opened his eyes to see a small blue and tan lizard doing what looked like push-ups about a foot away from his face.

Yeah, he'd been trained to be good with details, but once his dick started working, his brain generally shifted to standby.

You might as well humor me and let the Band-Aid boys check you out.

Javier to Hunter: "How long you and Dargangelo been married?

SWAT is already on its way. I'll be at your position in about ten minutes. SWAT should arrive in about fifteen to twenty." [Javier:] "I'll have her by then.

I think Holly's right," Sophie said. "He likes you." "Oh, well, lucky me! I suppose if he loved me I'd be in federal prison.

_I_ boil it." Joseph entered last, closing the door behind them. "Last time, you burnt it." Connor glared at Joseph. "We were attacked! What would you have me tell the Abenaki? 'I cannae fight just now. I'm makin' candy. Would you like a wee taste?

I was adopted into the Muchquauh, the Bear Clan, of the Muhheconneok people when I reached manhood. The grannies got so tired of my bein' forever at their fires eatin' their food that they decided to make me part of the family so they could quit treatin 'me like a guest and send me out to fish.

How do you feel?" Her pupils were dilated, her cheeks flushed. "Like I want you to kiss me again." And _that_ was the invitation he'd been waiting for.

Look!" She pointed, a smile on her face. "Wild pigs!" "They have razor-sharp tusks, so don't try to hug one.

Was he trying to rescue her? She fought not to roll her eyes. Men.

How do you like that, Corbray? You're upstaging yourself.

I hear the doc gave you a thumbs-up on your surgery -Marc to Julian

I...I've never met a man like you." He chuckled, a broad grin on his face. "Of that, my lady, I'm certain.

Oh my stars!

He was, she realised, quite graceful. The very idea surprised her. Male grace was a quality she'd never thought of beyond the ballroom; either a man could dance a quadrille with skill and without stepping on her feet or he could not. But here was another kind of grace altogether--and untrained grace, an instinctive animal grace.