Small Town Romance Quotes - Page 3

Hopefully we'll be doing this forever, but we'll only have one first time.

You busy?" she asked.tHe gave her a crooked grin, "Right now I'd say I'm completely engaged."tShe smiled demurely. "But I want to take you to my secret place."tBryce loosened his grip on her, giving her a full view of the quizzical, playful look on his face. "Is that a come-on? Because I'm way past ready to go to your secret place.

Tracy March

Leaning in, he brushed his lips on Holly's cheek, and whispered in her ear, "You okay?"tShe gave him a sidelong glance. "You might not promise adventure, but you sure do deliver.

Tracy March

I am debating about you, totally stumped between boxers and briefs." She winked.tHe shot her his sexiest look. "Let me know when you're ready for the big reveal.

Tracy March

He lay between her legs, propped himself on his elbows, and gazed at the sunset in her eyes. "I want to remember this moment," he said huskily.

Tracy March

Wow. You really know how to make a woman happy...""I have a night-eight percent success rate with always knowing what will make a woman happy," he said. Lindsey chuckled softly. "And how do you quantify that?""Would you like to know," he said.Nat wanted to know.

Jamie Farrell

CJ stepped toward her. His hand found her cheek. Natalie's eyes drifted shut. He was going to kiss her. "Good thing we practiced five years ago," he whispered. Natalie whimpered out a pathetic laugh, but then his lips were on hers, his hand tangled in her hair, his other hand holding her against him.And he kissed her.

Jamie Farrell

She hoped he kissed her.Only her.And that when he kissed her, he was thinking about her.Only her.If he kissed her, she would kiss him back.She would kiss him back with everything she had.Every last person in the stadium would watch her kiss him, and every last one of them would know she wouldn't have minded kissing him forever.

Jamie Farrell

She didn’t need a man. She wanted one.

Robin Bielman

And this is Kimmie Elias.”Kimmie inhaled a loud breath. “I had a dream you were thelove child of Bugs Bunny and the abominable snowman, but in my dream that was a good thing, and you lived in a mushroom that hadsecret passages into outer space,” she said.And here he thought he’d already heard it all.

Jamie Farrell

Did you call someone and tell them you’re safe?”“Called and told ’em I’m not dead. Not so sure about safeyet.

Jamie Farrell

Lindsey had a nearly uncontrollable desire to run herfingers through his hair, to see if it was as soft today as it had been the last time she’d known him. And that thick stubble on his cheeks and chin was long enough to be soft too. The good soft.Especially against her softer parts.Intrigue and desire warmed the smileys on her panties.

Jamie Farrell

Heard a rumor you can’t cook,” he said.She didn’t look away from her reading. “You know rumors.They’re always true.”She had him there. According to some of the tabloids, he had fourteen love children, two with aliens and one with the sister of Bigfoot.

Jamie Farrell

One side of his lips quirked up in a sexy smirk. “Got a cure forthat frustration you got going on,” he said.“Got a cure for your ego?

Jamie Farrell

What, was there something special in your ice cream?” he said like an ass.“Estrogen,” she said. “You might notice some swelling in your boobs and shrinkage in your package for a few days.

Jamie Farrell

I am so not kissing you tonight,” she informed him.He chuckled softly. And if she thought his smile wasdangerous, his chuckle should’ve been classified as a biologicalweapon. Sin in a sound wave.“But now you’re thinking about what it would be like, ain’tyou?” he said.“Only my stupid parts.

Jamie Farrell

He looked up from the paper he was scribbling on and offeredher a lopsided grin. “Hey, sweet pea. You bring me anythingspecial?”The lopsided bit wasn’t odd, but there was something forcedabout it. “Got a fresh bag of cat food outside.” Cat food that she’dbought with the twenty he’d left to pay for his ice cream.He pushed his makeshift drum set aside and rose with astretch. “Words every man dreams of hearing. Make my night ifyou say you got catnip too.”She tried not to giggle. She tried hard.But she couldn’t help herself. “Extra strength,” she said.This time, his grin came out bigger, less forced. “Woman ofmy dreams.”“In your dreams,” she said.

Jamie Farrell

Two years ago, she had inherited The Milked Duck Ice Cream Shoppe in downtown Bliss from Great Aunt Agnes. After gettingher degree in sociology and then bouncing around the country, waffling from job to job and one relative’s couch to another, she’d finally found where she fit: creating and serving happiness to the locals and the destination wedding tourists in Bliss.

Jamie Farrell

Those gray eyes slid back to her. “Your shower big enough for two?”“Yes, but the cats don’t like to get wet. Neither does theguinea pig. But you might have some success with the lizard.”Bad, bad move. Because both corners of his mouth weregetting in on the smile action. He moved them one at a time, first the right corner, then a slow follow from the left corner.And then he showed his dimple.

Jamie Farrell

I can’t make a first impression like the one I made on you. That would be horrible.”t“Slow down there, princess. How do you know what kind of first impression you gave me?”tRowan made her ‘are you for real?’ face. “I think it’s safe to say getting tangled in dog leashes and then having one of the dogs urinate on you ranks up there with worst first impressions ever.”t“I’d classify it as most memorable…. I knew right then my life would never be the same.

Robin Bielman

What if pretending is interfering with the person you’re meant to be?” he said.

Robin Bielman

I’m in awe of you, Rowan Palotay,” he said softly. “And plan to make love to you for the rest of the night, but right now, I want you to be a good cowgirl and ride me.”tHis finger hooked around the string of her panties, and he tugged them down and off. “The boots stay on.

Robin Bielman

He tasted like chocolate and hazelnut liqueur and she wanted to feast on him for the rest of the night. His kiss… his kiss took her to another place where fireworks blazed.

Robin Bielman

Fair warning, though,” he added quietly. “When I hold you against me, I don’t plan on letting you go….”tShe gently ran the pads of her fingers down his cheek and around his clean-shaven jaw. His face really was a work of art. “Perfect. Then I’ll be right where I want to be.

Robin Bielman

Phew. I thought I was going to have to slay a few dragons for you while I was here.”t“I’m no damsel in distress, Your Highness. I can take care of myself.

Robin Bielman

They hadn’t been good months. About as ugly as a wet warthog and as messed up as a bumblebee in a snowstorm.

Jamie Farrell

On my honor, I ain’t ever tasting another woman’s sexualfavors. Even if the bakery offers ’em up in a cupcake wrapper andcalls ’em whipped dreams.

Jamie Farrell

The Milked Duck was empty, save for Dahlia’s two part-timehelpers, but they were all rushing around, anticipating the firstguests for her Risqué Flavor Tasting event any moment now.The up front freezers were stocked with Chocolate Orgasm,Peachy Passion, Sexual Favors, Mikey’s favorite Cherry Popperand more. She had a case of Sin on a Stick treats ready to go and atemporary menu up on the board behind her.

Jamie Farrell

This Chocolate Orgasm is the best chocolate ice cream I’veever had.”“Mikey helped with that one,” Dahlia heard herself say.Mari Belle laughed, a light, pretty sound. “I sense hisinfluence in the Hazel’s Nuts.

Jamie Farrell

More. Give me more.I don't know if you're ready for this. He's shirtless.You're killing me. Is he built?Like a Greek god.Nooooo.....so unfair. I don't have any hot neighbors, just acres and acres of corn fields.

Sue Barr

I have a fabulous idea.Oh, I don't like this. Last time you had a fabulous idea I wore a cast for six weeks. I still can't straighten my arm completely.That was years ago. This one will work. Do you have any exceptionally handsome men friends, willing to be my fiancé?

Sue Barr

Heaven’s Bakery help them all.

Jamie Farrell

He was the most handsome nightmare she had ever met.

Jamie Farrell

He was sort of Kimmie’s boss. And he wasn’t just a thorn in General Mom’s side – he was a whole stinking rosebush. If the rosebush were six feet of hunky, cake-blaspheming, rich playboy.

Jamie Farrell

If my mom sees you here, she’ll ---“t“Paper the walls with my innards while the innocents watch?

Jamie Farrell

But he knew how to kiss a woman until she needed his kisses more than she needed to breathe. Until her bones melted. Until she gave him exactly what he wanted.

Jamie Farrell

Is he nice?” one whispered over her gum paste roses for this weekend’s wedding cakes.t“Um, obviously,” Kimmie said.t“You’re why he’s always coming around? I know he’s hot stuff in Chicago, but he always seems so stiff when he comes here,” another added from the sink.t“Honey, you want them stiff,” a third said…

Jamie Farrell

Right on time, sugar.” Josh draped his arm around her shoulders and steered her through the lobby. “Traffic okay?”t“Yeah, except when that alien spaceship landed on I-90 and then all those crickets jumped out to perform Beethoven’s Fifth on kazoos. Otherwise, clear sailing.

Jamie Farrell

Are those the Edible Undies cupcakes?” one of the women in the kitchen asked.t“They’re the Nipple Lickers,” Kimmie answered. “Without the nipples.”t“I heard you perfected the Sex on a Peach cupcakes,” another feminine voice said.t“Can you squeeze me in for a double order of Spank Me Strawberries the weekend before Knot Fest?

Jamie Farrell

Josh squeezed her arm. “I’ll behave,” he murmured. “For now.”tShe’s going to pickle your cucumbers.”t“He has more than one?” Natalie whispered.t“That’s between me and Kimmie,” Josh replied.

Jamie Farrell

When he grasped her hand, he felt the calluses on her palm. He was thinking about how tough she was, and then she smiled. It was tentative and brief but it touched his heart, and then she was gone. He watched while she disappeared over the hill and then took the box into the kitchen, refilled his coffee and opened the lid. 36%

Sharon Sala

Hey there,” she said, her blue eyes shimmering.Collin swallowed hard, and took her in his arms, cradling her head against his chest. “Hey, yourself,” he murmured into her hair, and kissed her head. He held her there for as long as he could without it becoming awkward, then gripped her shoulders and stepped back.

Tracy March

I think if we ignore that night, that kiss, then we’re both denying a part of who we are.

Samantha Chase

Jeez, you two,” Savannah muttered.t“Shush. It’s like free porn,” Riley teased.

Samantha Chase

Matt?”t“Hmm?”t“Kiss me.”tHe leaned in and rested his forehead against hers. “Sweetheart, I thought you’d never ask.

Samantha Chase

Speaking of cupcakes, Will wants two dozen off your special menu to take on the road after the wedding.”tt“The, erm, peach kind?”t“The peach kind,” Lindsey said.t“I like the peach kind,” Josh said.tMikey had named them Sex on a Peach. And they were Kimmie’s second biggest seller, after the Hairy Dicks, which were coconut cake balls strategically placed with Dahlia’s chocolate-covered, ice cream-filled bananas.tAnd Josh’s frown had disappeared, and now he was grinning as if he knew it.tAll of it.

Jamie Farrell

He liked the way her smile infected him and infused a bit of heat into his cold bones—a warmth missing until he'd opened the door to her flower shop.

Lyz Kelley

Her eyes slid closed, her secret places pulsed in anticipation, and his lips settled onto the skin beneath her ear.tThat was magic.tShe held perfectly still.tHe pressed a kiss to her neck. Then another, lower. A third, even lower. tShe squirmed.tHe dropped his hands. “Sorry. I---“ t“Don’t stop,” Kimmie whispered.

Jamie Farrell

Your mother can’t hear you here.” t“Distance is no match for my mother’s eavesdropping and mind-reading skills.”t“I had steel anti-mind-reading plates installed this week. Specially designed to be Marilyn-proof. Also sounds an alarm if she gets within two hundred yards of the building, and I sent the guards downstairs to ninja training. You’re safe.

Jamie Farrell

I’ve had pedicures before, and I’ve had milk shakes. Just never at the same time. And it’s glorious.

Samantha Chase

Private fireworks are far superior to public fireworks.

Tracy Brogan

We don’t have to tell secrets. We don’t have to talk at all. We could just, you know, kiss . . . and stuff.

Tracy Brogan

Damn, I really want to kiss you.

Tracy Brogan

He turned his head to look at her, trying to think of ways to plead his case. Some way to dazzle and beguile her and make her glad that it was him she was here with. Something witty and persuasive, but she turned at precisely the same moment he did, with invitation in her eyes, and all he could come up with was, “Damn, I really want to kiss you.” Her hesitation was a mere fraction of a second. “Me too,” she whispered. It was all he needed to hear, and in an instant she was in his arms. He kissed her, hard, with no prelude, no artful negotiations or seductive machinations. Just hungry kisses that sent his mind spinning and his body following. She kissed him back with equal enthusiasm, with one hand on his chest and the other wrapped tightly around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Her mouth was sweet, as sweet as he’d imagined, with lips so soft he could have fallen over the edge of that lighthouse and thought the sensation was just from her touch.

Tracy Brogan

That place is turning into the Hotel California.You know, you can check in, but you can never leave.

Tracy Brogan

Maybe you should get a very large life insurance policy on the next husband,” Lily suggested slurping her coffee loudly. “You know, before he makes an ash of himself.”“Very funny, but don’t think I haven’t thought of it. It’s an unpredictable way to score more rental properties, but I do seem to be good at burying men.

Tracy Brogan

It’s hard raising parents.

Tracy Brogan

There are no bears on the island.”“Really, are you sure because I was hiking with my Dad and I’m sure I saw one? Either that or it was a humongous man-eating badger, with fangs. It might have been frothing at the mouth.”“Man-eating, huh? No problem then. I’m a girl.

Tracy Brogan

Life had a way of shifting under her feet like quicksand and she had learned to just make the best of it. Like Gigi always said, ‘when God closes a door, he shoves you out the window.

Tracy Brogan

Too bad he was officially the enemy.

Tracy Brogan

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