Kelleigh Nelson Quotes & Sayings

But I daresay, a lass can't think in a straight line w'out her tea. Sit for a minute. The laird will wait. — Patricia Strefling

A bit unsporting, what?" he said. "Ought to ferret out the mystery before we go. Whole thing's like a detective story. Positively thrilling. — Anonymous

...He called up the numbness with which he armed himself to get through each day. — Sandra Brown

Sorry, Jericho. I almost didn't recognize you with your dick in your pants. If you'll excuse me, I have to get home." I tried to flounce off, but walking in short steps with a paper sack around my hips wasn't a graceful way to make an exit. He rolled the truck beside me and the engine rumbled, but he didn't say a word. So I walked a little faster. He drove a little faster. Finally, I broke into a run. Jericho hit the gas and kept up with me. "Get in the goddamn truck, Isabelle." "No.""You're a female wolf running naked in the street. Get in." "I'm not naked," I panted. "I'm wearing recyclables."
Dark, Dannika (2014-07-27). Five Weeks (Seven Series #3) (pp. 49-50). Kindle Edition. — Dannika Dark

I will love you everyday of our lives. I will love you during the sunrise, sunset, during the stroms, snow, rain. I will love you during your sad weak days. Our love will never fail. — Matt Trevitz

I saw the soul of the man who knew my everything, as much as I knew his. — Renee Ericson

The smell of glazed sugar and folded pride still lingered on her clothes. — Leslye Walton

And her delicacy offended. Who wants a delicate whore! Claude would even ask you to turn your face away when she squatted over the bidet. All wrong! A man, when he's burning up with passion, wants to see things; he wants to see everything, even how they make water. — Henry Miller

Economy and environment are the same thing. That is the rule of nature. — Mollie Beattie

She explained that 'diamond friends' were better than plain old 'best friends' because diamonds were not only rare, they were forever. — Melanie Shawn

Men are like that... They remain boys... — Agatha Christie