Dana Marton Quotes

The town , wrapped in red and green, greeted him, welcome him home as he drove down familiar streets. Driving his old truck filled Hunter with pleasure. He didn't have to look for IEDs on the side of the road. He grinned all the way to the apartment, enjoying the ride, the peace of the nigh, the old brick buildings on Main Street, the holiday finery, the palpable presence of town spirit.tHe parked his truck in front of the apartment building that Ethan owned as a side business, and suddenly couldn't wait another second. He hurried up the front stairs, down the inside styaircase, then just about ran down the hallway to his basement-level unit.tHe had his key in his hand, but the doorknob turned easily as he put his hand on it. Cindy had left the door open for him.tHe grinned like a fool as he walked in. The loose floorboard in the middle of the living room creaked a familiar welcome as he passed his army duffel bag on the floor where he'd dumped it earlier. Cindy's little pink purse sat on his brown leather couch like a cupcake on a tray.t"Cindy?" He strode toward the bedroom in the back, his smile spreading as he anticipated a private party. If she was waiting for him naked in bed, the proposal would have to wait a litt. "Honey?"tBut she wasn't waiting for him naked.tShe was waiting for him dead.
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She turned on the radio. Christmas music filled the car. She turned it off with a groan.t"It's not going to turn you into an elf if you listen," he promised and liked the smile that played at the corner of her lips, wiggling the small mole that kept drawing his attention.tShe glanced at him. "Do you believe in Christmas?"t"I do," he said without hesitation.t"Even after all you've seen and done overseas?"t"Especially because of that...
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I learned from a tough Philly cop, Carmen Morales. She taught me the rules."t"What rules?"t"Rule #1: Trust no one. Rule #2: Miss nothing. Rule #3: Reveal nothing. Rule #4: Question everything. Rule #5: Eye on the clock. Rule #6: Get lucky. Rule #7: Trust your instincts.t"Good rules to live by. The army has rules too."t"I bet.
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He smiled. "I bet the paper ran something about you once your hiring was confirmed. A new cop is big news in a small town. People were probably admonished to make you feel at home."tShe shook her head with some amusement. "I would have felt more at home if they shot at me,.
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Wendy Belle wasn't the type of model foreign princes married. Yes, tall and graceful, but she didn't radiate a Grace Kelly-like cold beauty. Her lips were too sensuous for that, her eyes too mysterious. Her face was beautiful and perfect in its own way. More than beautiful - interesting. She was the type of woman a man could look at for a lifetime and not get bored.
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The man's gaze hesitated on the four-inch cut on Joe's left cheek, courtesy of the log that had slapped him in the face on the river. With twenty-some stitches sticking out, the wound looked like a giant red caterpillar was crawling across Joe's face.t"Well, that'll disappoint the ladies." But then the captain grunted. "Never mind. With you, they'll probably like it, think it's all manly." He peered behind Joe. "Anyone naked in there?"tJoe stepped aside. "I'm having an off morning.
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His last encounter with Wendy... Hell, she'd been the one to hurt his feelings.tThe best sex of his life, and she'd kicked him out as soon as it was over, told him not to bother with calling because it was strictly a one-time thing. Told him, actually, while he'd still been inside her.tHe groaned at the memory as he slipped behind the wheel, turning on the heat the second he had the engine started.tHis day was shaping up to be an ass kicker. Which was saying something, considering that the day before included his arrest, a concussion, and a near drowning.
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His phone rang just as he set his evidence kit on the ground. He glanced at the display and took the call. "Hey, Mom."t"I ran into Cindy Jenners at the store today."t"No."t"She's such a nice young woman."t"Not interested."t"Your sisters abandoned me."t"They didn't abandon you. They got married."t"They moved to other states. I don't have a single grandchild. within driving distance. How can they be so curel?" She gave a guilt-laden pause. "Mrs. Ottmann said she saw you talking to some blonde with Massachusetts license plates by the feed store yesterday."tChase closed his eyes and brushed his thumb and forefinger over his eyelids. "I was giving her a speeding ticket...
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He updated his report, doing his best to tune out the two men who staggered into the police station, dragging each other.t"I want you to arrest this idiot bastard," the taller one shouted, face contorted with rage. "He shit on my front porch!"tYour dog shits all over my yard every day," the other one countered shoving.tCalm down, please," Leila said when they reached reception.tThe tall one thumped a fist on the counter. "I want to make a police report. I stepped in that shit!"tChase checked out the floor behind them, the questionable footprints. Made a mental note to walk around them when he left.
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Okay, more disclosure. I'm not a fugitive at the moment, but I might become one. I don't know if I'm going back for a trial. I can't go to prison and leave the twins alone. We'll leave before it comes to that. I don't want to get you in trouble."tHilda waved off the words. "I'm an old woman. They ain't gonna take me out of here in shackles. I've seen most of the local officers run around in diapers."tLuanne was pretty sure that didn't mean immunity. She'd seen Chase naked, and that hadn't stopped him from arresting her. She didn't tell that to Aunt Hilda.
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I'm a patient man, but I'm not going to wait endlessly."t"But...," She stammered.t"But what?"t"It's so fast."tHe growled. "When I went slow, you wanted fast. Now I'm going fast, you want slow. Luanne Mayfair, are you trying to drive me crazy on purpose, or is it just a lucky side benefit as far as you're concerned?
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She was hot, he was a man; not being attracted would have been impossible. That gleaming dark hair tempted a man to find out what it would look like released from its tight bun. She had toned, endless legs. Her li8ps were distracting, especially that teasing mole in the corner. She could give a dead monk a boner.
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He kissed her dizzy, then lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waisst as he kissed his way down her neck.t"Make love to me," she whispered. "Like I'm a full-grown woman."tHe pulled back to look at her. "As opposed to...?
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Bing tightened his fingers around hers...."I know what I want."tShe raised an eyebrow. "What is that?"t"Only you." And as he said the words, he felt a tremendous weight lifting from his chest. "It's always been only you..."t"All right." She narrowed her eyes. "But if you break my heart, I'm going to have Peaches have words with you."t"That's threatening a police officer. Technically.""What are you going to do?" She flashed him a teasing smile. "Arrest me?"tHe bent his head to hers, all the way to her ear. "Stick with me and there might just be some handcuffs in your future," he whispered.tShe laughed out loud. "I'll take that as an incentive to speedily recover.
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He glanced around, his eyes widening a little when he looked toward her bedroom.tShe winced, but resisted the urge to jump and close the door. He was staring at the poster above her bed, an image of Annie Oakley with the quote "I ain't afraid to love a man. I ain't afraid to shoot him either.
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He stepped closer with an intense, thoughtful look on his face. "We shouldn't do this."tHer heart gave a hard thud.t"You probably can't kiss." Another step closer. "What does the doctor say?"t"We never kissed," she deadpanned. "Dr. Pratt and I are not interested in each other that way."tThe sound of his deep laughter broke the tension between them. He moved a little closer still.t"Dr. Pratt says intimacy is all right, unless the other person is sick." She couldn't believe she just said that. Why not put a neon sign on her forehead? DESPERATE FOR SEX.t"This isn't going to work." He leaned his forehead against hers, the skin-to-skin contact jolting. "This isn't the right time for either of us." His hands slid up her arms. "I shouldn't kiss you," he said.tAnd then he did.tHoly heaven.
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Okay," she said, breathless. "But just be quick about it. Please."tHe looked up from her breasts to her face. "Stamina is usually considered a good thing in a man."tShe tried to catch her breath. "It's... uncomfortable. I'm not good at this," she confessed. "I don't like to drag things out.:tHis eyebrows slid up a fraction, his voice deepening to a silky smoothness. "Is that so?" And then ever so slowly, ever so carefully, he licked a lazy circle around her nipple.tA small moan escaped her throat, taking her by surprise and embarrassing her.tHis lips twitched. Then he licked the nipple itself.tShe moaned again, started by the pleasure.tThen he took her nipple into his mouth, sucked hard suddenly, and she felt moisture gather between her legs. When he moved to the other nipple while rubbing the first between his thumb and index fingers, she reached down to run her hands over his back and wide shoulders, over his hot, smooth skin, wanting to touch him as much as wanting to hold him in place.tHe looked up. "For someone who's not good at this, you're amazingly responsive.
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It's all messed up," she said.t"What is?" he asked quietly from behind her.t"Us."t"We're doing okay."t"I didn't set out to trap you or anything." Keith had accused her of that a hundred times.t"I don't feel trapped."t"Why?"t"I'm a simple guy. I have a beautiful woman in my arms. What's there to complain about?"t"I'm hardly beautiful. I look like an eggplant."t"Purple is my favorite color."t"There's a really annoying dinosaur you might want to watch with Justin over breakfast." But she smiled into the darkness.
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A dangerous glint came into his eyes. "Gabi, if I ever show up in your bedroom in the middle of the nigh, believe me, it won't be to give you a morality lesson."tShe felt the promise of that through her body down to her toes. But she said, "If anyone showed up in my bedroom in the middle of the night, I'm likely to shoot them."tHe laughed as he shook his head at her. "Of course, you would.
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Bra already forgotten, he was working on her pants, and he kissed every inch he bared, from her waist to her knees, then to her ankles, then her toes, one by one. he laid a path of kisses down on leg, then up the other, then he placed a long, lingering kiss at her center, through her panties, She was already wet for him.tNot that he hurried. All the impatience he'd shown earlier seemed to have evaporated. Doris could have crocheted a pair of panties in the amount of time it took Hunter to remove Gabi's.tShe squirmed under him. "I thought they teach speed in the military."t"When warranted. There are times that call for careful deliberation."t"You're going to deliberate me to death," she warned, just as he finally parted her hot flesh, a move that immediately silenced her.tBut he didn't touch her further. He blew on her clit.tShe nearly jackkifed off the couch. He pushed her knees up until her heels touched her butt, then he pushed her knees out until she was spread wide open just inches from his face.tAnd then he just looked.tGood grief. What was there to look at?t"Touch me!" she snapped when she couldn't stand the suspense any longer. "Touch me, you torturous bastard. That's an order."tHe laughed deeply and heartily. "And what are you going to do if I don't?"t"I'll arrest you."t"I think that's what they call an abuse of power." His eyes glinted darkly. "But the idea of handcuffs does have considerable merit.
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Have you found your Christmas spirit yet? he asked as they drove by Broslin Square.tThe decorations were out of control. "This place would make Liberace feel underdressed.
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Her grandmother used to say there were men the devil put on earth to test good women. Clara was tempted to ask the guy whether he'd just zip-lined in from hell.t"Go away," she said instead.tHis smile was worth a thousand words, most of them dirty. His voice dipped. "How can I, when your eyes begged me to come over?
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He tsked. "No tits, no manners." He shook his head. "You should try to have at least one or the other. A pair of great tits covers a multitude of sins.
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She wasn't entirely sure if she was being rescued or kidnapped.
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Something dropped on her shoulder, but even as she screamed, her heart stopping midbeat, the next oncoming branch swept the tarantula away.tAww! Ick!tShe manically brushed her shoulder with her free hand, every inch of her covered in goose bumps.t"When running from people who're trying to kill you," Walker advised as he kept dragging her, "it's better to stay quiet. Generally speaking.
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If we were in a spreadsheet, we'd be in different columns." She'd be under uptight/nerdy/homely girls, and he'd be under badass men with bodies of..um..Navy SEALS.tHe grunted. "Just so you know, I hate spreadsheets with a hot, burning passion.
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I hope we'll be friends." His grin was pure sin....tShe stuck with the truth. "I hope we won't be enemies.
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His voice still had the rasp of desire as he asked, "If I disappear, will you come and find me?
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She sighed. "You're not without fault, but you're not rotten. Although you're very disorderly. You're pigheaded, cocky beyond bearing, arrogant." She stopped when she realized she'd just said the same thing three times over. "You have a troubling obsession with vigilante justice." She cleared her throat. "Well, I'm sure there are things you don't like about me."t"You're not naked, and you're not under me." His voice was thick with passion.
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She sashayed into the kitchen like she lived there, and grabbed two glasses from the counter, rinsed them in the sink, all very domestic.tHis eyes strayed to her breasts. “You came to do dishes?”t“I came to come.” She winked, smiling from ear to ear.t“Gotta appreciate a straight-talking woman.
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In the middle of the house stood the largest, scariest man she’d ever seen. Senhor Finch had been sunshine, but this foreigner was a night storm. He seemed to fill the house like a dark cloud. Too big, too strong, his gaze too sharp on her. And as she turned to flee, he thundered, “Stop!”tAnd the next second, the man had her arm in his grip.
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When I was young, I wanted to be an astronaut. Someone who flies in a spaceship to the moon,” he explained, in case she didn’t know the word.tShe thought about that for a moment. “But you didn’t go.”t“Turns out I have dyslexia. It’s something in your brain that makes it hard to learn. Mine is not bad, just enough so I couldn’t pass the test.”t“I’m glad you didn’t go to the moon,” she said. “I think it’s better that you came here.
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The Potomac had taken away Linda and the boys.tThe Rio Negro had given him Daniela.tOne river had swallowed his heart; another river, halfway around the world, had gifted it back. A different heart, beaten up, scarred, but a beating heart at least.
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Quickly, Ian learned the danger of holding her. Once he allowed his arm around her, letting her go was nearly impossible.
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She could live without her past. She was better off without her past. But Ian couldn’t live without his heart.
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As he waited for her, he braced himself for the sight of her, ready to turn out the light as soon as she reached her bed.tBut when Daniela came in, she wasn’t wearing her nightgown. She returned from the bathroom in a bath towel. And then she locked the door behind her and dropped the towel. Drops of water glistened on her naked skin as if she’d been painted with diamonds.t“Christ,” he breathed.
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I love you more than piranhas love chicken wings.
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You're not horribly terrible."tHe shook his head at her. "You say the nicest things." He held her gaze for a moment. "You're not trying to get into my pants, are you?
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What anger wants, it buys at the price of soul.
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Flash fire."tShe turned her head as far as she could, trying to look at him. "I don't know what that means."tHe shifted on the branch. "First time I was on a submarine, we had a flash fire. It's a combustion explosion. A flammable mist builds up in the air, then suddenly, bam. Think super high temperatures and a rapidly moving flame front. It kills by asphyxiation. Burns up all the available oxygen. It's devastating.
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She growled.tHe gave her a considering look. "That's almost sexy.
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I can't find the words." She stared daggers at him.t"Don't hurt yourself trying.
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Outrage steamed her brain. "I've waited three days... Do you know what day it is?"tHe gave a one-sided shrug, his massive shoulder muscles shifting. "Who has time to check the calendar when people are shooting at you and snakes are biting you in the ass?
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No matter what her father wanted, no way was Clara going to partner up with Light Walker. He'd suggested a tarantula for a snack, for heaven's sake.tThe were never, ever, ever going to work together.
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She had the soft presence of a fish hook in the eye.
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Ah, you're warming up to me. You know what comes next."t"Bitter disappointment?" she deadpanned.
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Where did you grow up?"tHe wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Who says I've grown up?
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Murph took his shot and dropped the bastard right out of the tree. then he stood. "I'm an American soldier, you son of a bitch.
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Nothing woke up a man as quickly in the morning as a scorpion in his pants.
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