Small Town Romance Quotes - Page 2

She looks like a Disney princess, but is a total badass.

Mary J. Williams

I prefer doing over watching.

Mary J. Williams

There was no substitute for a post-coital cuddle.

Mary J. Williams

Teeth clenched, she swiped the light switch next to the door, but all she got was a 'click.'t'Click, click.'t"Ugh," Lindsey moaned. She'd need to flip a breaker, and for that she'd need a flashlight. But that would only fix things if the power was actually on.t"I'm working on that." The deep voice with a drawl came from the dark hallway, and the man that matched it stepped out of the shadows.

Let's start with ice cream and go from there."t"You're gonna love it." Holly nodded. "All their ingredients are fresh, and they make the most delicious, wackiest flavors you've ever heard of."tClearly she'd forgotten that Lindsey had come from D.C. "Like what?"t"Honey lavender. Sweet corn raspberry. Toasted coconut fudge. Lemon fig....blueberry pie... marshmallow peach... salted caramel chocolate chunk...

Maybe he dates girls in Denver when he goes there for business but he never asks out girls around here. I think he's simply there for looks."tThe same could be said for Lindsey's ex, Hopper. He had been good for looking at but not much else. "That might work for a little while," Lindsey said, "but I prefer my men fully functional."tHolly's gaze locked on something behind Lindsey. Her hazel eyes widened and her lips formed an 'O'. She tipped her head forward, prompting Lindsey to turn and look ... straight into the eyes of Carden Crenshaw.

He opted for a flaky, apricot-filled croissant and Columbian coffee. Dani chided him for being unimaginative, then proceeded to eat most of his, while ignoring her own.t"I'd be glad to buy you one."tDani gave him a wide-eyed, innocent stare, then popped the last bit of his breakfast into her mouth.t"I couldn't eat another bite.

Mary J. Williams

Depends on whether you talk to the Montgomery sisters," he said to Lindsey.tHolly chuckled lightly. "Now, that's a whole other old TV show mash-up right there. Hmm...I'd say 'Charmed' meets 'The Golden Girls'."t"With a little 'Bewitched' thrown in for fun." Carden pressed his index finger to the tip of his nose and twitched it back and forth, somehow making himself seem more irresistible.

What's your name, big guy?" Carden asked.tBlue let out something between a bark and a howl that sounded just like," Bluuuue."t"Good boy," Carden said, and gave Blue the dog biscuit. Blue took it in his mouth and crunched it into pieces, eating it bit by bit instead of gobbling.tThat's all it took for Lindsey to fall head-over-heels for Blue. His owner wasn't too bad either.

He smoothed his fingers along her jawline and lifted her chin, kissing her gently, testing.tLindsey went light-headed with the rush of sensation, the touch of his lips leaving her longing for more. Clutching his shirt in her fingers - napkin and all - she pulled him closer, melting into his kiss. Carden took it from tentative to tender, then parted her lips with the velvety sweep of his tongue. She matched his languid rhythm, hypnotized. He was all chocolate and caramel, creamy cool and sweet.t'Sinfully delicious'.tNo doubt he was 31 flavors of trouble, but resisting him seemed impossible.

We've been given a second chance. How many people can say that?

Mary J. Williams

She smoothed her fingertips down his cheeks and cupped his face in her hands. "I'm not sure it can get any better."tHe sucked in a ragged breath. "Oh, darlin'," he said, sliding his finger beneath one of the straps of her sundress and guiding it off of her shoulder. "I promise you it can." He kissed the spot where the strap had been and drew his fingers up her thighs with a light, feathery touch. "And I'm a man who keeps his promises.

Two old women described as "Charmed meets The Golden Girls with a little Bewitched thrown in for fun" were bound to have something curious to contribute.

He cleared his throat. "I did get carried away with you. Couldn't help myself. And when I said it wouldn't happen again..." He risked skimming his fingers up her smooth shin. "I hope I lied.

Twining his fingers through her ponytail, he cradled the back of her head, seducing her nearly senseless with a single kiss - on a mountainside covered in wildflowers, under the summer sun and an endless sky.

I came all prepared for a lapis show-and-tell, but you know more about it than I do."...tLindsey gave him a pleading look and brushed her fingertips over the back of his hand, sending tingles up his arm. "Show me."...t"When it's cut and polished like this, it practically glows. Golden specks of pyrite dance across the blue, like stars in a denim sky.

I'm scared as hell to fall for you." He loosened his embrace, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her tenderly. "But I'm more terrified to let you go.

Lindsey looked at him coyly "Grilling is your specialty?" She shook her head. "You really had me fooled."tHe set the platter on the island, joined her near the sprawling sectional sofa in the living area, and took her in his arms. She'd never get tired of that feeling.t"Had you fooled how?" he asked.t"I thought kissing was your specialty."tCarden captivated her with his sultry gave. "Grilling... Kissing..." He brushed his lips over hers, teasingly light and feathery. "Take your pick, darlin;," he said in a low whisper, pulling her closer....t"Stay tuned," he said with a rasp in his voice. "I've got a couple other specialties, too.

How can it hurt so much to love someone?

I could use a shower myself." He pulled her close and kissed her, tucking his hand beneath the sheet and smoothing it down the satiny curve of her hip. "We'd get to breakfast a lot quicker if we took one together.

You make me believe that things I’d given up on a possible.

I've got a hot shower and an even hotter bed only ten minutes from here."t"Hotter bed?"t"It's got a heater in it."tShe narrowed her eyes. "It does not."t"Hand to heaven," he said.tShe narrowed her eyes. "Does this 'heater' run on electricity?"t"Nope.

All he wanted was a long, hot shower and a long, deep sleep.tMeaning that whoever this pissed-off brunette was, whatever deal she'd arranged with his flaky mother, they could talk about it after he'd scrubbed the jungle from his skin and rinsed the shampoo from his hair.t"What do you mean it belongs to you? It can't belong to you. I just rented it," said the girl aiming that pink blow-dryer right at his heart.tIf he wasn't so damn exhausted, he might find that funny. She was holding the thing as if it would protect her. It was a blow-dryer! He nodded at it. "What do you plan to do with that thing, honey? Style me to death?

It's nice to see you. Aimee calls you Bigfoot, by the way."t"Bigfoot?"t"Yeah, you know, like a mythical creature that people say they've seen in the wild but no one knows for sure if it's real. That's you...

Lindsey imagined him looking like a model in his business clothes, shopping for toilet parts for her. Perfect. What girl wouldn't want a smokin' hot guy associating her with toilet parts?

Maybe we should go to JT's or bowling or something."The lopsided grin on Reece's face was probably just as sexy as his kiss, Alesha thought.Reaching for her hand, he gave it a gentle squeeze. "If that's what you really want to do, we'll do it, but I think we can control ourselves for the rest of the night." Then he winked. "If that's what you really want.

They laughed.They kissed.They loved.

We'll have all night for slow and sweet," she said softly. "But right now, I really want that hard and fast you mentioned earlier.

He swallowed hard. "How do you feel?""I feel like I want to close these drapes, turn down the lights and crawl into that bed with you and spend the night making love with you. All night." She blushed furiously. ..."All night, huh?" he asked.She nodded.He gave her a sexy grin and repeated her earlier words back to her. "Deal.

I've been thinking about this all day," he said between kisses. "All. Day."Who was she kidding? She'd been harboring this fantasy for weeks. And then in a move that was becoming her 'thing', Alesha leaned back and pulled her sweater over her head and gave Reece a sexy smile. "Was this part of what you were thinking?"His hands came up and cupped her breasts, his breath ragged, but his eyes were on hers. "This is better.

Stop talking," she said boldly as she closed the distance between them until they were touching. "We can walk to the bedroom or you can carry me but if you don't decide soon I may just go insane.

Do you have any idea how badly I want to pick you up and carry you into my bedroom and make love to you?

Alesha walked up to him and looped her arms around his shoulders as she went up on her tiptoes and kissed him. She only meant for it to be a quick kiss but Reece's arms instantly banded around her as he took it deeper. She was readily on board. The man certainly knew how to kiss and she wasn't going to ask him to stop!...She squirmed for a moment and then reluctantly lifted her head. "Wow."He chuckled. "I kind of like that I keep getting that response from you.""I'm normally much more prolific with words but whenever you kiss me, I can't seem to remember any."His smile deepened. "Now I definitely like that.

He kissed her.He touched her.He fantasized about how incredible it would be to strip her down and make love to her.But tonight wasn't the night for that.With his mind made up, Reece simply enjoyed the moment -- the feel of her, the sounds she made and knew he probably wasn't going to get any more sleep once he left her and said goodnight.

Reece?" she asked softly."Hmmm?""Kiss me."And he did. There wasn't even a possibility of saying no.

She stared at him and nodded. "Yes, you're right."tHe cocked his head as if he couldn't hear her. "What was that?"t"You're right." She gave him a little push and he had to laugh.t"I heard you the first time," he admitted. "I just like the way that sentence sounds on your tongue.

I’m scared as hell to fall for you… But I’m more terrified to let you go.

He sauntered across the kitchen, six feet of male hotness and charm, heading in her direction like a drone missile locked on a target.

Melissa McClone

She wore a simple purple long-sleeved turtleneck, but streaks of white across her chest - flour perhaps? - distracted him, made him want to volunteer for cleanup duty.

Melissa McClone

How did the date go?"t"Bad. A text-a-holic...."t"Not the good kind of trouble."t"There's only one thing to say when this happens."t"What's that?"t"Next.

Melissa McClone

He wanted to wrap his arms around her and kiss away her uncertainty. But if he did that she would bolt. So he brushed stray hairs that had fallen out of her ponytail off her face instead. Ignored how soft the strands felt against his fingers. Pretended his pulse wasn't stampeding like a herd of bison on the plain.

Melissa McClone

Mistletoe was her new favorite holiday decoration. She would have to hang some in the kitchen. All over the house. And keep the green stuff hanging until Easter. Or Thanksgiving.

Melissa McClone

Trust wisely and believe in yourself, in your vision.

Melissa McClone

I'm good at a lot of things," he murmured.

She wanted him to leave town with a smile on his face. She wanted to be memorable.

Mary J. Williams

I'm going to find ways to make you blush, just so I can enjoy the journey.

Mary J. Williams

I made the first move. Now it's up to him."t"Telling him you should hit the sack and get it out of your system is not making the first move.

Mary J. Williams

Well, she was through. If he wanted her, he'd have to do something about it.

Mary J. Williams

I want you to stay here ...with me."t"All night?"t"All night."tDrew cupped her face with his hands giving her a gentle kiss. "In my arms.

Mary J. Williams

You're right. What Drew and I had was genuine. He loved me. That doesn't mean he didn't change his mind.

Mary J. Williams

I'm fine," she said. "I'm just hiding from the Queen General and her latest poster boy.""The Queen General?" Which one of his sisters fit that description?More like which one didn't."Queen General Marilyn," his visitor said. "Supreme ruler of Bliss and chairperson of Knot Festival."The words 'Knot Festival' twisted CJ's stomach, and the room seemed to climb ten degrees hotter. He tugged at his bow tie. The woman kept talking...Marilyn rewrote the Golden Husband Games rules so her Exalted Widower is eligible to be named Husband of the Half Century. And you know what? He's the reason my husband left me.

They don't like my kind in here," Arthur said to CJ...I own a shop on The Aisle. Huck there" - Arthur nodded at the barkeep - "isn't a fan of the wedding industry.""Why not?""Guy's been divorced three times and has a bar called Suckers in the most married-est town on earth. He caters to the underground wedding haters and single groomsmen.

You stay married thirty-four years, you don't have to prove who's got the bigger balls. Just take it for granted she does.

One day, son, you're gonna find yourself your everything. When you do, you tell her. And then you make sure you live it. Live it every day.

There's something you need to know," he said.Her own breath came out loud and uneven. He was entirely in her personal space, but she'd given him enough power as it was. She wouldn't back away, wouldn't let him see her agitation. He tucked her hair behind her ear. Tension took hold of her body. She shuddered, looked up to tell him to stop, but he bent forward, his lips parted, a single freckle on his cheek drawing her attention while his lips got closer and closer and closer until ---"For future reference," he said, "I never kiss horribly." And before she could blink or breathe or think, his lips closed over hers. His grip tightened in her hair, and when she should've protested or pulled away or kicked him in the shins, her body melted into his. Kissing him was wrong.... So wrong. She was so good at so wrong.

She was fixated on replaying the image of a tall, broad, Highland warrior marching into battle against the evil waterfalls of doom to rescue a stuffed dinosaur.He'd saved Cindy.For Noah.CJ Blue was making it very difficult for Natalie to continue to dislike him.

Get back to work.""Fine way to talk to your wife.""If you were my wife, I would've slapped your ass too."She stared at him a beat too long. She did love the feel of his hands on her ass.

My clue is that you're supposed to keep going once you've found me."His eyes narrowed. Thoughtfully, as though he were looking for the words she wanted to say instead. "Keep going in the maze?" he said slowly. "Or keep going somewhere else?"The man had an evil streak. "The maze," she said firmly.Helpfully. Like a dutiful daughter of Bliss."Because there are a few places I'd like to go with you.

She gulped her whiskey sour. The bar was hot tonight.CJ circled back to check on them. "You ladies doing okay?""Define okay." Natalie's whiskey seemed to be talking. Because the whiskey was the only thing that could've put that husky, suggestive tone in her voice. Yep, that was all the whiskey.He propped his elbows on the bar, which put his face level with hers, and fixed his undivided attention on her. There went her lady bits fanning themselves. With a few added whimpers. They remembered what his hands and body and lips felt like too."Content." His voice was low and raw, his gaze penetrating and unwavering. "Happy. Completely, one hundred percent satisfied."Her mouth went dry while the rest of her went up in needy flames that made her want to scratch the all-but-gone rash he'd tended so well on Monday."Nope," Natalie squeaked. "Not okay then.

He held a beautiful bouquet of mixed wildflowers and offered them to her. "They missed you." He brushed a kiss on her lips. "Just like me.

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