When a story captures me, it comes quickly and easily.
You’ve got to have as many good times as bad, or it all becomes too painful and too much work.
Heaven with my angel. It doesn’t get any better than this.
I’ve never worked so hard for anything in my life as I have for you.
You have a transportation fetish. I have a Gideon fetish. It’s been weeks.
You put your hand on Corinne’s back like this again and I’m breaking your fingers.
If I was any more pleased with you, I would lose what little remains of my sanity.
I love being with you. When we’re not together, i wish we were.
I had to bite back a laugh. “Cary Taylor. Loving you isn’t a character defect.” Chapter 12, pg 213.
He was impossibly gorgeous. I had trouble taking it in at times.
Sometimes I wanted to believe something so badly, I deliberately manufactured excuses and ignored painful reality.
The thing about nightmares was that you couldn’t prepare for them. They sneaked up on you when you were most vulnerable.
I want to sympathize, I do, but the love triangle is just too delicious. The determined rock star and the possessive billionaire. Rawr.
What would I do without you? You’re never going to find out.
Even she agreed that a woman had a right to chocolate.
The idea I’d been toying with fully formed in my mind. “I’m plotting.” “oh?” His mouth curved in a wicked grin. “Do Tell.” Chapter 5 pg. 50.
As a writer, it’s disheartening to write books that you pour your soul into and not have them distributed widely enough to find their audience.
Ive been told by readers that they love how my heroes fall in love fast, first, and with conviction.
Your kisses are mine.
There’s nothing like a little Gideon therapy to make things look up.
Gideon woke up ready to conquer the world, and he liked to start that domination with me. How lucky was I?