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“Life wasn’t perfect. It wasn’t meant to be. If you didn’t go through the bad times, the sad times, you wouldn’t appreciate how incredible the good times were.”
― Debbie Mason, Christmas in July

“mean he didn’t think about her, keep”
― Debbie Mason, It Happened at Christmas

“You smell like you showered in gingerbread," he said, his breath warming her ear.
"Bite me," she croaked.
His low laugh ruffled her hair. "I might just do that. I really, really like gingerbread."
At that moment, so did Madison.”
― Debbie Mason, The Trouble with Christmas

“I don’t know why you’re making such a big deal about me wearing the engagement ring,” Shay said to Michael from behind the wheel of his Range Rover.
Before he had a chance to respond, she shifted from reverse to drive and shot out of the parking lot. Straight into oncoming traffic.
“Shay, watch out for . . . ” He trailed off, his heart in his throat as she expertly avoided being creamed by another speeding SUV. With his hand still gripping the door and his foot
pressed on the floor as if he could somehow miraculously slow the vehicle down, Michael said, “Obviously the ring is a big deal to you or you wouldn’t be trying to kill me.”
“Being aggressive will save you. Being cautious, that’s what’ll kill you.”
“No doubt you’ll live to be a hundred and ten, then.” He relaxed when the speedometer needle inched down toward a more reasonable speed. “I’m taking it that your life lesson only refers to driving; otherwise you would’ve been applauding my efforts at the club.”
She glanced at him, a smile tipping up the corner of her mouth. “So, you actually choked on purpose to cozy up to Costello’s hired henchman and disrupted the dancer’s performance so the bouncers would haul you to Kozack’s office?”
He ignored everything else but the part that would get him an answer to his earlier question. “I choked because you took my breath away, and—”
She laughed. “Either you’re easily impressed or you don’t get out to many strip clubs. Kozack was going to fire me even before he found me in his office.”
“Neither is true, but you didn’t let me finish. As incredible as you looked doing what you were doing on that pole, I choked because I saw the engagement ring on the chain around your neck.”
He leaned across the console and slid his hand beneath her leather jacket. Her skin was like satin, and he could smell her warm, floral scent. The temptation to press his face to the tender spot between her shoulder and neck almost overwhelmed him. It was one of his favorite places to kiss her. One of her favorite places to be kissed.”
― Debbie Mason, Driftwood Cove

“He grinned, "Honey, the only fire you're going to need is the one I light in you."
He was right.”
― Debbie Mason, The Trouble with Christmas

“I thought love was supposed to be blind, not deaf, too.”
― Debbie Mason, The Trouble with Christmas

“Nothing is impossible; the word itself says “I’m possible.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“out time for them to be alone or they’d”
― Debbie Mason, The Trouble with Christmas

“He stood in the open door, hands planted on the roof of the Suburban. "I've never had a woman tell me I gave her nightmares before, but plenty have told me I played a prominent role in their dreams.”
― Debbie Mason, The Trouble with Christmas

“This is the first time I’ve seen a couple use a cake tasting as a form of foreplay.”
― Debbie Mason, Sandpiper Shore

“Sophie couldn’t respond even if she wanted to. Liam was in front of her, singing to her while the crowd sang along and clapped, stomping their feet in time to the music. Liam was a born performer. He played to the crowd, his voice deep and raspy. He circled her, moving closer each time. Then, just as the song ended, he cupped the back of her head and kissed her long and hard…”
― Debbie Mason, Mistletoe Cottage

“I want you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
― Debbie Mason, Miracle at Christmas

“We both know just because you want something doesn’t mean it’s good for you.”
He tried to keep from smiling. “You think I’m bad for you?”
― Debbie Mason, Miracle at Christmas

“You make me want things I can’t have,” Sophie said.
“Like what?” Liam asked quietly, stroking her hair.
“A man to share my life with. A man like you.”
― Debbie Mason, Mistletoe Cottage

“Vivi held up the front page of the New York Times, pointing out the headline: 'The Grinch Who Killed Christmas.'
"Way to go, Grinch,”
― Debbie Mason, The Trouble with Christmas

“You’re my dirty little secret,” she said.”
― Debbie Mason, Sandpiper Shore

“Is there anything she’s not good at? Please tell me there is, because I’m seriously thinking about not being friends with her anymore. It’s too hard on my self-esteem.”
― Debbie Mason, Christmas in July

“Ethan was about to say hello when he heard Lily says, “I think the Evil Queen stole Auntie Skye’s magic. She’s not fun anymore.”
“Nah,” Annie said. “Uncle Ethan turned her into a Republican.”
― Debbie Mason, It Happened at Christmas

“Charlotte, don’t forget. Keep your eyes and heart open to miracles. They happen when you least expect them. All you have to do is believe.”
― Debbie Mason, Miracle at Christmas

“That’s going to be you in a couple of months.” He put his hand on her stomach and met her gaze. “I don’t think I’ll be able to do it, listening to you scream like that. Maybe you should reconsider the drugs.”
“You’re sweet to worry about me, but I’ll be fine.”
“Okay, I’ll take the drugs instead,” Ethan said.”
― Debbie Mason, It Happened at Christmas

“She heard a low laugh and glanced over her shoulder, meeting Gage's amused glaze. 'You're trouble', he mouthed.
'No,' Madison thought when she went all warm and gooey inside, 'I'm in trouble.”
― Debbie Mason, The Trouble with Christmas

“She tipped her head back. “Look at that sky. I forgot how beautiful it is here at night.” Her voice fell to a whisper. “Silently, one by one in the infinite meadows of heaven, blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.”
He smiled. “Evangeline.”
― Debbie Mason, Sandpiper Shore

“I need some of your attitude to get me through the day, and there’s nothing like a hog between your legs –”
― Debbie Mason, Sandpiper Shore

“Ethan rested his forehead against hers, his breath a rough rasp. “We should just skip the party and go home.”
“We can’t. Besides we have all night to make up for lost time.”
“It’s going to take a lot more than one night,” he said.
She looked up at him. The Christmas lights cast his face in an ethereal glow. “Good thing we have forever then.”
― Debbie Mason, It Happened at Christmas

“The town looks like it belongs on a Christmas card or in a snow globe. It’s so Christmassy, even Santa set up a second workshop here.”
― Debbie Mason, Miracle at Christmas

“I just wish they’d remember I’m thirty-two and not fifteen.” Colin looked down at her feet, and his lips twitched.

She followed his gaze. She had on a cozy red plaid onesie with fake fur lining the hood and reindeer slippers on her feet. She shrugged, smiling up at him. “What can I say? I love Christmas.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“. . . And when the big shark came, Millie the Mermaid found her courage and saved the school of fishes.” Ella Rose made a ta-da motion with her hands.
“That’s a very good story, darling.”
Ella Rose nodded. “Julia’s going to give me a copy of my very own when it gets published. She’s really smart, you know. She writes books. George said she wrote one about you, Daddy. But we can’t read it be—”
Aidan didn’t think this would be a good time for his ex to hear about Julia’s sexy books. “Okay, so who wants to grab a bite to eat before I have to leave?”
Harper frowned at Aidan and then said to their daughter, “I hope Julia told Derek to apologize to you.”
“Yes, she did. And she said that just because someone doesn’t believe what you do doesn’t make you right and them wrong. We have to respect each others differences.”
Harper gave Aidan an apologetic, I-guess-I-overreacted look. “I appreciate that Julia doesn’t talk down to you because you’re children. That’s why Mommy told you that Santa isn’t real and neither are the Easter Bunny and Tooth Fairy. I respect you too much to lie to you, darling. And now, you see, I’m not the only one. Julia doesn’t believe in—”
“Oh, yes, she does, Mommy,” Ella Rose said, her eyes shining “Julia believes in Santa Claus, and the Easter Bunny, and fairies too. She believes in everything magical, and I do too!”
Aidan covered his laugh with a cough.
“Don’t you dare. This is your fault for getting involved with a woman who is delusional. Who in their right mind believes in fairytales and—”
“It’s okay, Mommy. Julia says not everyone can see the magic.”
“All right, Ella Rose, I think I’ve heard just about enough about Julia for—”
“She says why be ordinary when you can be extraordinary?” Ella Rose jumped off the bed and did a pirouette. “I’m going to be extraordinary just like Julia when I grow up.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“You don’t need an extra blanket or a sweatshirt. You’ve got me to keep you warm.”
― Debbie Mason, Miracle at Christmas

“Nell grinned. “Yep, I’m writing yours and Jack’s story next. Even got the title – Christmas in July.”
― Debbie Mason, Christmas in July

“Maybe you didn’t notice, but I’m not wearing my costume. I’m not the Sugar Plum Cake Fairy today.”
“Oh, I noticed,” he said as his eyes took a lazy head-to-toe tour of her body. “And you still look good enough to eat.”
― Debbie Mason, It Happened at Christmas