Quotes About Trust

You're my bodyguard and lover. She shook her head. Just your bodyguard. He'll never believe I'm not sleeping with you. You aren't. Even I find that unbelievable, Nick said.

Connie drove a silver Camry with rosary beads hanging from her rearview mirror and a Smith& Wesson stuck under the seat. No matter whatwent down, Connie was covered.

This cigarette tastes like ass, she said. I wasn't sure what ass tasted like, but she looked like she would know, so I was willing to take her word for it.

Ranger shrugged. "Things turn up." He reached behind him and came up with a gun. My gun. "Found this in the lobby, too." He tucked the gun under the top edge of my towel, wedging it between my breasts, his knuckles brushing against me. My breath caught in my throat, and for a moment I thought my towel might catch fire. Ranger smiled again. And I did more eye narrowing. "I'll be in touch," Ranger said. And then he was gone.

Morelli turned to Ranger. "If anything happens to her, I'm holding you responsible." "Understood," Ranger said. "Excuse me?" I said. "I'm an adult. I make my own decisions. And I'm responsible for my well-being. Is that clear?" "No," both men said in unison.

Hey. I know dirty. Vinnie

How did you know I was out with Bob? What are you, psychic?" "Nothing that exotic. I called, and your grandma told me you were walking the dog." "Gee, that's disappointing. Next thing you'll be telling me you aren't Superman." Ranger smiled. "You want me to be Superman? Spend the night with me.

Remember, so swashing anyone into the trunk of your car!" "Sure," Lula said, "I know that

Finding out" with Ranger is a whole different deal than finding out with Lula. Lula and I are Lucy Ricardo and Ethel Mertz. Ranger is Batman.

Problem was, I just didn't know if I was ready for marriage. Marriage is scary stuff. You have to share a bathroom. What's with that? And what about fantasies?

He tucked my hair behind my ear, his fingertips brushing feather light across my temple, his thumb at the line of my jaw. "I have my own team.

The law is for people who have nothing to hide.

Hey! Lula yelled, back in Ranger's face. You look at me when I'm having a breakdown. And don't pull that mysterio silent shit on me. I don't take that bus, you see what I'm saying?

Ranger removed my goggles. "Would you like to come home with me?" I stepped away from him. "Thank you for the offer, but no. I'm done with men." Ranger smiled. "Forever?" "Until I figure some things out." "And if you don't figure them out?" "If I can't figure them out on my own, I'll ask you to help me." "Babe, that's like the blind leading the blind.

His hands still held the windbreaker, his knuckles resting lightly on my breasts. An act of intimate possession more than of sexual aggression.

was pulled out of the water and wrapped in a blanket. Someone removed the cuffs. Ranger held me tight against him, his cheek against mine. "You're okay," he said. "You're safe.

White lies are a gray area

You were worried about me?" "No," Hal said. "I was worried Ranger would kill me if I lost you.

Besides, there's nobody who is going to watch your back better than me. You know that. And that's why I'm going to be there with you, whenever there is, whenever you ask, and as long as I'm able, he said. It's what fathers do. Most father's don't show up with hand grenades and bowie knives. They should be ashamed of themselves, Jake said.

Did you pack an extra gun?" "Of course," she said. "You can never have too many weapons." Jake smiled. "I raised you right.

Ranger took his SEALs hat off and put it on me, tucking my hair behind my ears, letting his hands linger a moment too long. "You have to believe in what you're doing." That could be a problem. And Ranger could be a problem. I was feeling much too attracted to him.

Every time I get social with you I end up all by myself, naked, in the middle of the street." I rolled my eyes. "That only happened once…and you weren't naked. You were wearing socks and a shirt." "I was speaking figuratively. If you want to get specific, what about the time you locked me in a freezer truck with three corpses? What about the time you ran over me with the Buick?" I threw my hands into the air. "Oh sure, bring up the Buick.

You're working with a guy named Tank? He's big. Jesus, Morelli said. I had to fall in love with a woman who works with a guy named Tank. You love me? Of course I love you. I just don't want to marry you.

I'll have one of my men drop a car off for you." "Thanks. I'll try not to lose it." "If you can manage to keep it intact for a week, it's yours. If it gets stolen, blown up, crushed by a garbage truck, set on fire, filled with cement, or dies an untimely death by any other means, I'll expect you to spend the night with me.