Susan Sey > Quotes

“But we know what’s important. We know that family is precious, that love is rare, that fate is unkind.”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“Soldiers went off to fight the Nazis with pictures of girls like you in their helmets.”
― Susan Sey, Money, Honey

“We know that family is precious, that love is rare, that fate is unkind.”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“My mom always said there was nothing wrong with this country that couldn’t be fixed by turning half the churches into libraries.”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“When he returned to the Annex, James found Drew hunched at the keyboard of what served as his computer, Audrey peering over his shoulder at the screen. As usual, the casing was off the tower and a jumble of wires and computer innards spilled out onto the floor. The man had at least half a dozen high-powered laptops to his name, James knew, not to mention the tablets and the smart phones that weighed down his pockets like spare change. But when performance mattered, Drew headed straight to his desktop Frankenstein.”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“Wish in one hand and spit in the other. See which one fills up first.” “I’ve heard that one,” he said. “Only it wasn’t spitting.”
― Susan Sey, Talent for Trouble

“The balance of family duty, as he knew from vast experience, lay in simply showing up. Just being there through it all, whether your presence was wanted or not. Nobody with family—any decent family anyway—suffered alone. It simply wasn’t allowed. Your family sat there with you in your misery, propping you up, renting DVDs, serving snacks and making bad jokes until you were ready to venture out again on your own wobbly legs, blinking against the sunlight. Bel”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“Because if Will had a religion, it was vocabulary. He believed in the power of words. He liked to call things what they were,”
― Susan Sey, Talent for Trouble

“Jillian’s fine. She’s in her room with one of Drew’s e- readers.”
“Uh oh.” Drew sat forward. “Which one?” Audrey tensed.
“The blue one. The mini- tablet?”
“Okay.” Drew smiled. “That’s fine, then. Porn’s on the red one.” She stared for a moment.
“Right. I’ll remember that.”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“FOLLOWED THE drive to the rear of the house where it spread into a prettily landscaped circle between a gracious veranda and a four-car garage. (The carriage house, according to his mother. Looked like a garage to Jax.) He pulled around the circle, aimed his hood toward a quick get away and killed the engine. The beleaguered truck farted with relief, shook like a wet dog, and went silent. Jax did smile this time. Nothing like announcing your arrival”
― Susan Sey, Picture Me and You: A Devil's Kettle Romance, #1

“Cozumel—with or without the bride’s sister—surprised Bel anymore. But it always surprised the bride. That was the part Bel didn’t understand. Because when your groom wasn’t totally”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“Which meant either these women weren’t paying attention to the details (something for which Bel had little sympathy) or they were willfully ignoring them (something Bel didn’t even comprehend.) Then she got jilted. On live TV.”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“talk therapy for the terminally introverted.”
― Susan Sey, Talent for Trouble

“It’s January,” Will observed. “Wear a shirt.” “And deprive Meg of the gun show? I think not.”
― Susan Sey, Talent for Trouble

“Okay,” he said, his eyes so kind and”
― Susan Sey, Taste for Trouble

“What if he was really some psychotic, revenge-seeking killer who was even now selecting a nice Chianti to go with Patrick's liver?”
― Susan Sey, Money, Honey

“Let’s say some idiot takes aim at Audrey. You, sir, have just been invited to the all-you-can-punch buffet, with hero sex for dessert.” The very idea of somebody taking aim at Audrey had blood lust pacing and growling in Will’s basement.”
― Susan Sey, Talent for Trouble

“butter, and showing those”
― Susan Sey, Picture Me and You: A Devil's Kettle Romance, #1

“Up until now, I've been very, very good. The image of self-control. I've wanted but I haven't taken. Haven't touch. Havent' tasted...”
― Susan Sey, Money, Honey