Quotes from Pamela Clare

He kissed her hair. "Anything good in me comes from loving you.

God, Lexi, you are so beautiful, so beautiful to me. I want you… I need…

Chief Deputy US Marshal Zach McBride.

Taylor, you are like a brother to me. You brought your father into my life, shared your little sister, gave me an extra mom. You helped me set that shed on fire and discover my true calling. You're my climbing soul mate, my wingman and co-conspirator, and the best buddy a guy could have. I've watched you and Lexi from the beginning and know better than anyone else that the two of you were always meant to be. To Lexi and Austin!

Janet stared up at him, unable to believe her bad luck. She'd only met him once, but she'd recognize him anywhere—those dark blue eyes, that square jaw, the thick salt-and-pepper hair, the dark brows, the rugged cheekbones. Of all the fences along all the highways in the entire state of Colorado, she just had to crash into his.

I'm going to be a big sister," Emily said. "My daddy breeded my mommy, like Chinook with the mares." Megan coughed, choking on her tea. Jack looked over at Nate. "What the hell did you tell this child?" Nate shrugged. "It's not what we said. It's what she put together. She does live on a stud farm, you know." Janet fought not to laugh. "Congratulations! You must be so excited.

We outrank the Agency here in the homeland. If they want a dick fight, we'll give them one.

I don't wax or shave like a lot of women do these days." He laughed. "Good. I don't want to feel like I'm having sex with a 10-year-old. I came of age in the seventies, when natural was sexy. I like bush.

Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends.

I would think myself in hell but for the sight of you, lass.

She wanted a husband who cherished her and whom she cherished in return, a man who, like her father, would value her opinions more than her obedience, who would see her as more than a helpmeet and the mother of his children, who would truly see her.

Jack poured wine into Janet's glass, fighting to ignore what felt suspiciously like nerves. "Bon appétit." What the hell did he possibly have to be nervous about? Absolutely nothing. That's what. This wasn't a date or some damned romantic liaison. He was having dinner with an acquaintance who'd gotten stranded near his property—and who just happened to be a beautiful woman.

She seemed to him like the first twilight of early spring when the trees were well budded out and the robins sat among the blossoms, singing down the sun.

Ian and Joseph returned at dawn, alive but battered, and the entire village welcomed them as men. One minute I was puffed up wi' pride that they had earned their warrior marks, then next all but daft wi' envy that I was still but a lad in their eyes." He chuckled at the memory. "I struck Ian ere the day was out.

It had been like watching a rose bloom, its soft petals slowly spreading, revealing its beauty bit by bit, then opening at last to claim the sunlight.

I promise you'll never be alone again, Amalie. My home is yours now. My family is your family.

Hot, a badass climber, and a firefighter. I think my panties just melted.

If we make it out of this, I'm going to need a hug—and a night of hot sex." "It's a deal." "What's

I want you to know that I would be happy if the two of us spent the rest of our lives living in the cabin. It's not the size of the house that makes it a home. It's the love inside. Marrying you is the best decision I've ever made, Eric Hawke.

Ask for what you want. Say what's on your mind. Be honest with me, and I'll always be honest with you.

But first, he sent a text to his sister. Bringing Lexi to dinner tonight. Behave. Chey replied right away. That bitch? WTF???? "Jesus.

I— I am no' deservin' of such kindness. I am tainted, do you no' see that?" "All I see, Bethie, is the woman I—" Love. "— care deeply about and wish to protect." The word had come to him so naturally, had slipped onto his tongue as if he'd meant it. And to his astonishment, Nicholas realized he did. He loved her. He was in love with Bethie Stewart.

In the meantime, I promise not to kiss you again. However, if you kiss me first, I will kiss you back. I think that's only fair, don't you?" She looked over at him again, but this time, there was a smile on her face. "You're confident, aren't you?" But he wasn't—not when it came to Janet.

Annie smiled. "The MacKinnon men are very protective of their women.