Kate Roth > Quotes

“If I thought you really cared, I’d tell you. And if you really knew me, you wouldn’t
have to ask.”
― Kate Roth

“I think you're sweet and warm and soft and no one else - maybe not even you - can see it."
He sighed. Though she'd just described a cinnamon roll and not him, he delighted in the certainty of her tone.”
― Kate Roth

“His mother was a like a damn fairy flitting around bringing goodness to the world in the form of wine and hot sons.”
― Kate Roth, Natural Harmony

“No wonder he was so sweet and accommodating. His mother was like a damn fairy flittering around bringing goodness to the world in the form of wine and hot sons.”
― Kate Roth, Natural Harmony

“Have you met my new dancer?"
The girl approached and he was able to dink in the sigh of her with a slackened jaw. Her short, icy-blonde hair wisped around her face, drawing him in to her deep brown eyes. Her brows had a strong arch to them that made her look as though she was either intrigued or annoyed. Beau didn't care so long as she was looking at him. He liked his lips absently, letting his gaze sweep over her face for a moment more. He couldn't stop his brain from picturing her smearing the shimmering pink gloss from her perfect mouth all over his body. Leaving her mark. He cursed in his thoughts again. Who the hell was this girl and what was she doing to him?
He cleared his throat and extended his hand toward her coolly. "Beau Harris, nice to meet you," he said.
The corner of the young woman's mouth twitched and she took his hand before her eyes darted to Vanessa.
"Beau!" Vanessa barked. He glanced at her and reluctantly dropped the dancer's hand. He looked between the two woman for a moment and tried to keep his gaze up and off the stranger's tight, tanned stomach.
"What?" He bit back.
Vanessa huffed and a cackled cracked out of her throat. "You losing eyesight in your old age? That's Whitney. My little sister," she said, drawing out her words out like he was an idiot.”
― Kate Roth