Jennifer Probst Quotes & Sayings

Let me be clear, la mia tigrotta. I'm taking you to bed. I'm going to strip off your clothes, bury myself deep inside you, and make you come so many times the only word from your lips will be my name, begging me to do it all over again. — Jennifer Probst

The Mets have heart and character, and I need a man who can root for the underdog. I refuse to sleep with a Yankees fan. — Jennifer Probst

Leave it to a female to break your heart. — Jennifer Probst

I suck at it? You're acting like this is some stupid play you've put together for the neighbors. This is real life, and I'm doing the best I can." "My plays were not stupid. We made a lot of money in admission tickets. I thought Annie was excellent." He snorted. "You can't even sing and you cast yourself as Annie." "You're still pissed because I wouldn't let you play Daddy Warbucks." He plowed ten fingers through his hair and made a noise deep in his throat. "How the hell do you get me on these ridiculous subjects? — Jennifer Probst

If you think he's the one, you have to take a leap. But first, torture him. It's only fair. — Jennifer Probst

It was funny how heartbreak turned into great art. — Jennifer Probst

Her gaze lifted.
And collided with a full-sized predator.
His eyes were the dark whiskey gold her father liked to pour in heavily cut crystal glasses. Liquid fire, potent and seething with heat. — Jennifer Probst

You will serve your husband dinner tonight by your own hand ... not because you are beneath him ... because you are more. — Jennifer Probst

There is a Rainbow Bridge. It's like dog heaven. We run and play and never get fat. The sun is always warm but not hot, the water is fresh and cold, and we get to just be dogs. We all take turns waiting. The bridge is a beautiful wooden structure that crosses over from dog land to the other side when our owners come. Time means nothing to us, which is hard for humans to understand. — Jennifer Probst

You're right. I do want everything. I'm sorry that's too much to ask, but I believe we're both worth it. I'm sorry you don't. — Jennifer Probst

Control is only an illusion to calm yourself into believing things will go a certain way. give up control, let life lead and you will find a rich discovery. — Jennifer Probst

Oh, well. Cry me a river, build a bridge, and drive the hell over it. — Jennifer Probst

He'd been ready to push her away, and then she'd grabbed him at her mother's call. Wasn't his fault he gave in to instinct to save their ruse.
Until her hot, wet mouth opened under his. Until her sweet taste swamped his senses, and the maddening scents of vanilla and spice made him want to howl at the moon. He finally knew she approached sex the same way she approached anger - no holds barred - no prisoners taken. Demanding. Punishing. Passionate. — Jennifer Probst

What happened to you? When did you stop believing in yourself? In your gift? In what you deserve? — Jennifer Probst

Nick stood alone and watched her.
A strange emotion bubbled up inside of him. Since he'd never experienced it before, he couldn't seek out a name. There was little left in life that touched him, and he admitted he liked it that way.
Tonight, something changed. — Jennifer Probst

You've done proper already, and it hasn't worked. It's time you do dirty. — Jennifer Probst

She had so much to give, but no one to give it to. She buried all those messy, writhing emotions deep in a hidden secret place and pretended it was okay. — Jennifer Probst

The night engulfed her with silence, and the horizon pulled her further into an alternate universe. Civilization left behind, she waited for him as the boat made its way deep into the ocean, then slowed. A million stars twinkled overhead.
She never heard his footsteps.
Like a wild stallion mounting his mare, he pressed his hard body against hers and dragged her legs apart. She gasped and held on tight as he yanked her up, spread her wide, and plunged deep inside. — Jennifer Probst

She expected a precise, controlled kiss to calmly show her mother they were lovers. Instead she got hot testosterone and raw sexual energy. She got warm lips melded over hers. His teeth nipped. His tongue burrowed inside and plunged in and out with sheer command, bending her back over his arm to take every last drop of her resolve. — Jennifer Probst

I'm not a poet. But my wife is. She taught me to look for the extraordinary in the simplicity. She taught me about emotion, and truth, and second chances. You see, I never realized a person can keep giving everything with no thought to take. Alexa, you changed my life, but I was too afraid to reach for it. I believed I wasn't good enough. Now I realize the truth. — Jennifer Probst

Nick knew the moment she realized her robe had dropped. Knew when the knowledge she was naked hit her full force. Watched her lips purse a small circle of horror right before sanity hit to make her reach for the robe.
Nick used his two-second time span to make a decision.
Her fingers started to yank up the material when he blocked her motion, lowered his head, and stamped his mouth over hers. Shock held her immobile and he used the time to his advantage. One quick thrust parted her plump lips and allowed him entry - entry to every slick, feminine heated corner of her mouth. Drugged on the taste of her, he circled her tongue with quick, urgent strokes, begging her to give it all back to him.
And she did.
Full power. — Jennifer Probst

Alexa sniffled. "Oh my God, he gave her an airport scene! Just like in the books I read and all those movies. He followed her to an airport and confessed his love before she could board the plane!"
Nick laughed. "Sweetheart, she wasn't boarding the plane."
"Close enough. — Jennifer Probst

I'm tired of females who order a salad, then look as if they deserve a medal. A good meal is a gift. — Jennifer Probst

She was the most loyal, forgiving, headstrong, passionate woman he'd ever met in his life, and he was madly in love with her — Jennifer Probst

He obviously enjoyed her annoyance. He took his time and uncapped the bottle of water. Removed his ball cap. Dumped the water over his head.
Julianna's breath caught. Her body slammed into overdrive at the raw sexual scene before her. Water dripped from his thick blond hair and ran down his face. Over a carved jaw. Slid down to dampen perfectly cut lips.
His t-shirt soaked up the liquid and clung to his chest like a Women's Night gone wild. Hunger hit hard and deep as she followed the trail down to his belt buckle, where droplets slid under the denim and hid beyond. — Jennifer Probst

He closed the distance another tight inch. Her breasts pressed against his chest, and her nipples were hard little points stabbing out of the scarlet material, begging to be freed. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her perfume swamped his senses. He grew hard, and her eyes widened as his full length throbbed against her leg in demand.
"I'm calling your bluff, baby."
Pure shock registered on her face as he removed one hand from the wall to casually unbutton his shirt, slide off his tie, then grasp her chin with a firm grip.
"Prove it."
He stamped his mouth over hers, not giving her a chance to think or back off or push him away. He invaded her mouth, plunging his tongue inside the slick, silky cave, then closed his lips around the wet flesh and sucked hard.
She grabbed for his shoulders, and made a little moan deep in her throat.
Then she exploded. — Jennifer Probst

You must be fierce and admit to love, my dear girl. It is the only way to win. And if you do lose, well, at least you lose fairly, with your head high and with no regrets. How could you possibly feel shame for leading with your heart? It is simply the bravest thing anyone can do in this world. — Jennifer Probst

Sometimes the hardest, bravest thing in the world is to let someone love you. — Jennifer Probst

Did you feed the fish?"
Nick closed his eyes. "Alexa, I'm working." She made a rude snort. "So am I. But at
least I worry about poor Otto. Did you feed him?"
"Otto?"
"You kept calling him Fish. That hurt his feelings."
"Fish don't have feelings. And yes, I fed him."
"Fish certainly do have feelings. And while we're discussing Otto, I wanted to tell you I'm worried about him. He's placed in the study and no one ever goes in there. Why don't we move him into the living room where he can see us more often? — Jennifer Probst

The moment we rationalize chemistry, we risk losing it forever. — Jennifer Probst

I'll always love you as a friend. But it's more now. I love you as a man. My lover. As my partner. — Jennifer Probst

Why do I crave you like my very breath? — Jennifer Probst

Odd choice of a word, isn't it? Fish is either singular, or plural. Imagine my surprise when I walked in the study and found not one fish in a tiny fish bowl, but an entire aquarium."
She practically vibrated for the need to fight. "Otto was lonely and you were practicing animal cruelty. He was too isolated. Now, he has friends and a place to swim."
"Yes, nice little tunnels and rocks and algae to play hide and seek with his buddies. — Jennifer Probst

Dammit, it's just like a man to put a rich, fattening meal in front of a woman and get offended when she won't eat, then you seem shocked in the bedroom when you're looking at her hips and wondering how she put on ten extra pounds. — Jennifer Probst

Love is a choice, isn't it?" she said softly. "Sometimes we can only do so much. — Jennifer Probst

Alexa realized she'd always confessed everything to Maggie except for one event. The first time Nick kissed her. She'd known she loved him back then. Friendship turned to rivalry and then to a girlish crush. That first kiss twisted emotions so pure within her she believed it was love. Her heart beat for him, full of joy at the possibility of them being together, so she uttered the words, her voice echoing through the trees.
I love you. — Jennifer Probst

I am the big bad wolf, sweetheart. Now get your ass up to your room. — Jennifer Probst

You see, love is a funny thing. There are no guarantees, just the day-to-day and the moment. You make vows, hope for the best, and do your damnedest to love the person you're with. — Jennifer Probst

I don't want to think about the future, or why we're wrong for each other. I just want to claim this moment and kiss you in the moonlight, because you're so fucking beautiful my heart hurts. — Jennifer Probst

Humor is a good way to deal with heavy stuff. — Jennifer Probst

Your future can be changed by one decision. One good thing can offset a mountain of bad. But you need to choose. — Jennifer Probst

You need to be strong on your own before you can be strong with someone else. — Jennifer Probst

The karmic cycle, when someone screws up really bad and hurts you. Our first instinct is to hurt back, or refuse to forgive. — Jennifer Probst

Hell, at this rate she'd end up in the mental institution by the end of the year. Cause: Celibacy. — Jennifer Probst

He tenderly mated his tongue with hers, stroking, tracing the swollen flesh of her lips in an action that bespoke pure humbleness. And when he opened his eyes and looked into hers, she sucked in her breath as he finally let her in, let her see it all, and gave her what she needed.
The truth.
"It's always been you. I don't want anybody else, I don't dream about anybody else. It's only you."
She cried out as he buried himself to the hilt inside of her. Her body opened and accepted his swollen length, hugged him deep and demanded more. — Jennifer Probst

It's always been you. I don't want anybody else; I don't dream about anybody else. It's only you. — Jennifer Probst

He was in love with his wife.
The knowledge came like a tidal wave that swept him up and knocked him over to then rise, coughing and bruised, shaking his head as he wondered what the hel had happened. He stood there in the middle of the room as she ignored him, and watched his life veer off the main highway to a road fil ed with rocks and brush and potholes.
Staggered with emotion, he took a step back as if to retreat from the whole mess.
Son of a bitch.
He was in love with his wife. — Jennifer Probst

Why now?"
He squeezed his eyes shut to deny the truth, but she deserved more. When he finally opened his eyes, he let her see it all. "Because I want you. I've always wanted you, Carina. I don't deserve you, or this night, but the idea of another man touching you makes me want to beat the shit out of him."
The smile that lit up her face punched straight through his chest. "Well, okay then. Let's go. — Jennifer Probst

[Rick] "Do you know how beautiful you are?"
Disbelief shimmered in her eyes. "Thank you, but - "
He closed the distance between them. She gasped as he grabbed her hand and laid it on his straining erection. "This is what you do to me. From the moment I laid eyes on you I wanted you. By the end of the night, you're going to believe it, sweetheart. Make no mistake. — Jennifer Probst

She gave for no gain., no goal she needed to reach. Love was no a prize but something she owned inside and shared freely. — Jennifer Probst

Nick retreated, afraid to admit he couldn't handle it in front of a bunch — Jennifer Probst

My Maggie, mia amore, I love you. I want to live with you, grow old, and have bambinos with you. You wrecked me. Completely ... You belong with me. — Jennifer Probst

When you smile, you pretty much wreck me. — Jennifer Probst

I understand La Dolce Famiglia will be exclusive to Purity hotels. When is the opening?"
Julietta spoke up. "Sex months."
Silence dropped. The three of them stared at her as if she'd sprouted horns, and suddenly, she realized what she said. Holy crap. Talk about a Freudian slip of epic propor-tions. — Jennifer Probst

He surged upward and paused at her entrance.
"Look at me, Alexa."
Half drugged, she opened her eyes and gazed at the man she loved with every part of her being, waiting for him to claim her, waiting to take anything he could give.
"It's always been you." He paused as if to be sure she heard and understood the words. Intensity gleamed within amber depths. He gripped her fingers, as if trying to speak beyond words.
"And it will always be you. — Jennifer Probst

He remained silent, and she gentled her voice. I never planned for this. I never planned to make this a real marriage. But I love you, Nick. I've just been waiting for the right time to tell you. And I'm sorry I sprung it on you like this, but I didn't want to wait. Please say something. Anything. — Jennifer Probst

There's nothing worse than not being wanted — Jennifer Probst

His last thought flashed like a mantra over and over again.
Let the challenge begin. — Jennifer Probst

He wasn't a man to give love easily. But once he did, Morgan knew she'd be his own personal queen, because that was the way he made her feel every day and every time he looked at her. — Jennifer Probst

I just didn't care. I told you I don't like animals. She gave a snort, then settled back to silence. Cross another quality from her list. Earth Mother Sucked. — Jennifer Probst

I love you, Alexa. I want you and I want our baby. I want this ridiculous hound dog because I've grown to love him, too. I also figured out what I don't want. I don't want to live my life without you. I don't want to be alone anymore. And I don't want to believe I deserve not to have you. And I swear to God, I'll spend the rest of my life making this up to you. - Nicholas Ryan — Jennifer Probst

The tiny motion was lost on his wife, who warmed herself in front of the fire with two wounded, lost souls beside her. She gave for no gain of her own, no goal she needed to reach. Love was not a price but something she owned inside and shared freely ... The woman who was his wife was a fierce, proud creature who both shattered and humbled him, and he realized in the glimmer of firelight, that he loved her. — Jennifer Probst

If you love someone, you need to be honest. Brave. Tell them straight out and blow up the fucking rules. Because I'm starting to believe there shouldn't be any rules when you love someone. — Jennifer Probst

[ ... ] Some parts were totally inappropriate. The corded length of his arms. The broad shoulders and chest that stretched and molded the fabric. The deep bronze of his skin as if he had been lying in the sun for hours. The animal litheness of his movements. He had grown up, and he was no pretty boy. Nick Ryan was all hot-blooded man - and still looked at her as Maggie's little playmate. — Jennifer Probst

We want each other. We want to figure out what this thing is between us that's haunting me day and night. You're in every breath I take Raven. It's driving me mad. — Jennifer Probst

Beautiful. I'm searching for something beautiful out there. — Jennifer Probst

In a wacky way, she felt as if they belonged to each other. Two stray, bad-ass loners who didn't know how to handle people. — Jennifer Probst

His ministrations were tender, his eyes hooded as he seemed to withhold certain emotions from her. She allowed him his secrets, and took what he gave with a greed that shocked her with its intensity. But he never had to know. He never had to glimpse how deeply she felt for him, or discover the secret she had always suspected and finally admitted to herself.
She loved him.
Completely. Every part of him, good and bad, her friend and lover and partner and rival. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, giving him everything, even though she knew he didn't want her. She crammed the knowledge to a secret place in- side. Then realized she'd take whatever he gave, even though it would never be enough. — Jennifer Probst

I love you. Deal with it. — Jennifer Probst

[Rick] "Tara."
The sound of his voice snapped her away from the memories. His command brooked no argument as he looked up from between her spread thighs.
"Eyes on me."
His voice told her not to think, dominated every part of her soul, until she couldn't fight him, and she slipped firmly back into the present. — Jennifer Probst

Your mother's coming," he said.
"I know - she probably heard us arguing. Do something!"
"What?"
"Anything!"
"Fine!" He grabbed her around the waist, dragged her body flush against his, and ducked his head. His lips crushed hers as his hands wrapped around her tightly so they were plastered against each other, hip to hip, thigh to thigh, breasts to chest. — Jennifer Probst

I'm not crying for the man you are," she bit out. "I'm crying for the boy who never had anyone to care. — Jennifer Probst

I want to discover every hidden secret of your body and a thousand ways to make you scream my name. — Jennifer Probst

Every woman should know how to make one signature dessert. Not for anyone else but herself. — Jennifer Probst

Family sticks together no matter what happens. — Jennifer Probst

You are an amazing woman, Maggie Ryan." He gazed deep into her eyes and told the truth. "Stay with me. — Jennifer Probst

Not every path in the road needs to be followed. Sometimes it's smarter to quit and go home. — Jennifer Probst

The List.
The love spell ...
A man with a sense of loyalty.
A man with a sense of family.
A man who is a good lover.
A man who can be my friend.
A man who can challenge me.
A man I can confess my secrets to.
A man I can trust.
A man with confidence.
A man with an open heart.
A man who will fight for me.
A man who can love me exactly as I am. — Jennifer Probst

Connections only caused a ripping pain no one deserved. — Jennifer Probst

Beautiful things that are underused is a crime. — Jennifer Probst

I was afraid I had nothing to give. But I do. And I want to give it all to you. — Jennifer Probst

Do you have a favorite team?"
He smirked. Literally smirked.
"There's only one New York team."
Alexa fought past the nausea and asked the question.
"Which one?"
"The Yankees, of course. It's the only team that wins. It's the only team that matters. — Jennifer Probst

who have felt broken but keep moving forward. For all the ones who are searching for something beautiful in the world. You already have it within. — Jennifer Probst

What do you get out of it? You'd lose one of the most important aspects in this deal, the ability to veto any decision."
"I get you. — Jennifer Probst

Problem is, I'm not thinking very proper thoughts when I look at you. I keep thinking about messing you up. Getting dirty. Making you scream. Stuff like that. — Jennifer Probst

You really are a bastard, aren't you? Christian Grey has nothing on you.
My name might be similar, but I'd never say Laters, baby. — Jennifer Probst

If you love someone, you fight for them, again and again. — Jennifer Probst

him with someone who'd signed up for a no-strings fling, which gave him a free pass for a mindless fuck with no guilt. — Jennifer Probst

The truth is, no man has ever wanted me enough to propose. — Jennifer Probst