Quotes from Denise Hunter

Hadn't he told her she needed to trust God? They were supposed to do the right thing and trust God to handle the rest.

He hadn't lied with words, but sometimes the lie was the thing left unsaid.

I love you so much, Shay Brandenberger. I want you to be my wife because you choose to be, not because of some cockamamie accident. I want to love you the rest of your life. I want to be a father for Olivia . . ." He reached out and palmed the side of her belly, a tiny smile hitching up his lips. "A father for our child.

Healthy couples can weather brutal storms and come out stronger on the other side. This is how relationships grow and deepen. 

It was kind of cool. That God cared so much about both of them. That He took two hurts and spread His healing touch over both of them with one simple stroke.

When I can't trust others and I can't trust myself, I can always trust God.

Sabrina Kincaid heard the jingle of the café's glass door opening and glanced at the clock above the workstation: 7:12 on the dot.

Well . . . our God is a God of miracles. He set the stars in the sky, created every living being, and parted the sea.

He does that again, I'll knock him into tomorrow." "We haven't even left the church parking lot. Didn't you hear Pastor's message?" "Didn't Beau?" Between them, Olivia chuckled. "He was loving his neighbor, all right." Shay smothered a laugh, then glanced at Travis. He looked torn between anger and humor. "Yeah, well, he'd better find another neighbor to love. This one's my wife.

It make any kind of noises?" "What?" "The truck, before it died." "Oh. It sort of went klunk, klunk, klunk, gave one last shudder, then it was gone. You know, it's none of my business, but you could kind of use a new one." "She's a workin' truck." "Well, she ain't really workin'," Abigail said in her best Texas drawl. Wade smirked. "Kick a man while he's down, why don't you.

Hot, but kind of grouchy.

Shay, wait." She shot him a look. He was getting that look a lot these days, and he felt his patience draining. "What? What did I do?" "Move." He could be stubborn too. "Not till you tell me what's wrong." "Nothing's wrong." "You could freeze water with those looks.

We've got eggs and stuff. I could make an omelet. I skipped dinner too." "You cook?" "Cowboys have many hidden talents." Omelets were the only thing he cooked, but she didn't have to know that.

I love how books can transport you to another place. You get caught up in the characters' lives, and they become your friends. I guess I want to share my love of reading with others.

Jade's heart had already been shattered into a thousand pieces, and there was no putting it back together. Even if there were, Jade wasn't interested. Loving Aaron had been like magic, but losing him had been a kind of hell she never wanted to experience again.

He shoved a magazine into the receiver, and it snapped into place. If someone showed up intending to hurt Kate or Jack, they'd come face-to-face with his Glock 23.

I'll keep you safe, Kate. Both of you. I promise.

She did love him. Maybe it wasn't quite the same, but it was close enough. The closest he'd ever dreamed of having, and he was going to take it. He'd be a fool not to.

You're blushing." Daggonit. "Cowboys don't blush." "Au contraire.

I won't let anything happen to you, Kate." "You can't be here 24/7." "The heck I can't. I'll get Zac to cover my hours. We're only open four more days, then it's Christmas Eve. I'll have the sheriff keep an eye out. Nobody knows you're here, right? You haven't contacted anyone? Family? Friends?

His heart stirred with a yearning desire. Desire to protect her, desire to hold her and love her.

I'll be good to her, Mama Jo. I'll make her happy, I swear it. I'll be the best flipping husband there ever was.

Stupid cheap bracket. Nothing was going right today. Or the day before. Jake had been so preoccupied earlier he'd forgotten to shut off the electric and had gotten zapped good. Then when he'd shut off the electric, he'd whacked his head on the corner of the fuse box door. All

Since Stephen had arrived, Jake had gone over and over the way Meridith had greeted him. The way he'd greeted her, with an apathetic kiss and a tame hello. If it had been him, missing his woman for weeks, he'd have swept her into his arms and kissed her until they were both breathless. He didn't get it. Movement