Quotes from Denise Hunter

Upstairs, right now," Wade said. "You need a nap." "No, I don't, I'm—" A deep yawn cut off her words. He held up his hand. "Don't want to hear it." "Better do it," Maddy added. "When he uses that voice, there's no changing his mind.

Oh, wow. Really? All that blathering made sense?" "It did to me. Thank you." "My pleasure, honey." "Now if I can just get a handle on this Jake thing." "Well, I don't how to tell you this, but sometimes the thing you're most afraid of is the thing you need most." Meridith

Thought you weren't coming with him," Wade said. She darted a glance at him, but he was looking over her head. "Thought you didn't care." "I don't." "Good.

Holy cow," Beckett said, turning to Madison. "You all must've been a handful growing up." "What, us? Five little angels.

It was beautiful up here. Full of pine and mountain views, and the kind of quiet that made your thoughts loud.

Beckett tipped her chin up, a smile tipping his lips after he'd scrutinized her face. "You were talking about me." Her face warmed, and she was thankful for the dark. "Maybe." "What did she say?" "I'll never tell." "I'll kiss it out of you." "Go ahead and try.

She'd been busy all day, though she made time to stand over his shoulder plenty. However, he'd discovered the key to getting rid of her. Just a few personal questions, and she ran for cover. He smothered a grin. Might be kind of entertaining. The

Two more days?" "Eager to see me go?" That knowing grin. He did things to her insides, and he knew it.

Don't play the what-if game, Grace. You'll lose every time.

She wondered why, when she lay in bed at night, her thoughts turned to Jake. The realization that she didn't daydream about Stephen pricked her with guilt. It was only because Jake was a thorn in her side. But

Wade worked his rope, readying it for the next calf, telling himself he didn't care if Abigail had fallen for Dylan's charm, didn't care if they were going out tomorrow night, didn't care if they got hitched and had a passel of kids. Dylan was slipping on the gloves Maddy had fetched as he passed Wade. "Must be losing my touch," he mumbled. Wade smothered the grin that fought for release.

Stop it," he whispered. "Stop what?" "Looking at me like that." "I'm trying to figure you out.

Fog plumed in front of his face with each breath, and his blue eyes sparkled under the lighting. A fat flake landed on his eyelashes. Layla unconsciously reached out and wiped it away with her gloved thumb. The look in his eyes shifted. She couldn't break away from his gaze. His hand tightened around hers. Suddenly she felt warm. Too many layers. She needed to ditch the scarf. Maybe the coat. What was wrong with her?

Cody tossed the ball to Ryan and draped his arm across Jade's shoulder. Daniel fought the urge to go knock it off. She smiled up at Cody. The look she gave him cut right through Daniel. He took in Cody's scruffy goatee, his office attire, his slight build. Was that the kind of man who appealed to Jade?

And then he was gone. Gone in so many ways. Not just lost in the moment, but lost in Abigail. She'd come into his home and found her way into his boarded-up heart. She'd pulled off the sheets, dusted the corridors, and let the sun in again. It felt good. He felt alive. She made him feel alive.

Her thoughts flashed back to earlier this morning, when he'd pulled her into the darkness of the back staircase and kissed her socks off. Even now her heart fluttered like butterfly wings. Meridith

He leaned in, and she came to him willingly. She was soft and pliable. She touched the hair at his nape, and he shivered. He pulled her closer, and she fit like a missing puzzle piece, right into his chest. Right into his heart.

She heard Jake greeting Noelle, heard a bag rattle as he set it on the island, felt his breath on her neck. "Hello, beautiful." "Shhhh." He kissed her neck, then turned to empty the contents of his bag just in time for Noelle's entry. Meridith unwrapped the salad. "Did they have everything you need?" she asked Jake. He caught her eye. "Almost," he said, winking. Meridith's

Know what you do to me, city girl?" The question seemed to ease her mind. The corner of her lips curled up. "Good to know.

Wade pulled his gaze from hers before he got stuck there again, then retrieved his hat from where it had fallen. He set it on Abigail's head and looked at her appreciatively. She made one heck of a cowgirl. "You were born to wear that thing." "A little big." He gazed at her face, loving the planes and curves that were becoming so familiar. "Fits just right.

Get a grip, dude, you're losing bad." "Depends how you look at it." "Only so many ways to look at a fourteen-seven score." Wyatt shrugged, palming the ball in both hands. "Way I figure, I have a beautiful wife inside, and you're playing footsie with your engaged, possibly mentally ill adversary." He chucked the ball at Jake, grinning. "You do the math.

She'd left God in the dust quite some time ago.

His eyes drifted to hers again. It was all she could do to hold his gaze. He had a way of looking at her that made her feel like he was seeing all the way inside. She hadn't seen that gaze since the summer they painted sets at the community theater. She'd liked it then. Now, not so much.

She stared into his eyes. He had a way of catching her completely off guard. Always had. Even back when they'd been friends, back before she and Jack had gotten together.