You said we've got a new page. I figure I've got some say in what gets written on it. So I'm going to work on you. Last time around, you threw yourself at me.โ โI did no such thing.โ โSure you did. But I can see I've got my work cut out for me this time. That's okay.โ He skimmed his thumb over her knuckles before she jerked her hand free. โIn fact, I think I'm going to enjoy it.โ โI don't know why I waste my time trying to mend fences with you. You're as arrogant as you ever were.โ โJust the way you like me, sweetheart.
Nora RobertsWhy?โ Eve leaned forward. โSincerely, Iโve always wanted to know why anyone buys multiple pairs of shoes at a time.โ โIf I have to explain it, the joy is lost.
Nora RobertsEve engaged her On Duty sign and stepped out of the car. Immediately her ears were assaulted with a blast of music. Christmas carols pumped, full blast, into the air. She decided that people ran inside, ready to buy anything, just to escape the noise.
Nora RobertsPhillip look into Ray's eyes. He saw compassion and hope. And he saw himself mirrored back, bleeding in a dirty gutter on a street where life was worth less than a dime bag. Sick, tired, petrified, Phillip dropped his head into his hands. "What's the point?" "You're the point, son." Ray ran his hand over Phillip's hair. "You're the point.
Nora RobertsLaurel: I don't need a ring or a license, or a spetacular white dress. It's not marriage so much, or at all really, that matters. It's the promise. It's the knowing someone wants me to be part of his life. Someone loves me, that I'm the one for him. That's not just enough, it's everything.
Nora Roberts