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“So what’s the verdict?” Kayla asked. “Can I act, or am I just a bimbo who got hired because I look good
in lingerie?”
“Is that a trick question?” Sean grinned. “Because I’m pretty sure you look good in lingerie.”
― Love in the Afternoon
in lingerie?”
“Is that a trick question?” Sean grinned. “Because I’m pretty sure you look good in lingerie.”
― Love in the Afternoon
“Sean grinned. “And like the pro you are, you didn’t miss a beat.”
“It takes more than a naked chest to rattle me,” she shot back. “Don’t forget, I was able to do love scenes
with Marcus and not puke.”
“You should get a reward for that."
“I did,” she said softly. “I get to work with you.”
― Love in the Afternoon
“It takes more than a naked chest to rattle me,” she shot back. “Don’t forget, I was able to do love scenes
with Marcus and not puke.”
“You should get a reward for that."
“I did,” she said softly. “I get to work with you.”
― Love in the Afternoon
“I’m glad you’re coming on the road trip.” Matt took a step back, putting space between them.
“Why?”
He searched her face, his gaze lingering briefly on her lips. “Because now I don’t have to wait two weeks to kiss you again.”
His words, along with the raw heat in his eyes, ignited a sudden, fierce longing inside of her that almost knocked her off of her feet. Stunned by its onslaught, she pressed her palms to the car for support and took a deep breath to regain her equilibrium.
“You’re presuming I want you to kiss me again,” she said in her haughtiest tone.
A smile teased the corner of his mouth. “I think you want me to do a lot more than that.”
“You’re wrong.” Actually, he was right, but there was no way in hell she was going to admit that to him. No way in hell.
“Am I?” Matt fished his keys from his front pocket and flashed a cocky grin. “I guess we’ll find out.”
― The Winning Season
“Why?”
He searched her face, his gaze lingering briefly on her lips. “Because now I don’t have to wait two weeks to kiss you again.”
His words, along with the raw heat in his eyes, ignited a sudden, fierce longing inside of her that almost knocked her off of her feet. Stunned by its onslaught, she pressed her palms to the car for support and took a deep breath to regain her equilibrium.
“You’re presuming I want you to kiss me again,” she said in her haughtiest tone.
A smile teased the corner of his mouth. “I think you want me to do a lot more than that.”
“You’re wrong.” Actually, he was right, but there was no way in hell she was going to admit that to him. No way in hell.
“Am I?” Matt fished his keys from his front pocket and flashed a cocky grin. “I guess we’ll find out.”
― The Winning Season
“Son of a bitch. She was blackmailing him. He had to hand it to her, she was clever.
“How about one interview?”
“How about you get rid of what’s-her-name without my help?” Kelly replied sweetly.
“Fine,” he gritted out. “But you’d better make this good.”
“Kayla isn’t the only actress in the family.” She reached up and patted his cheek with her key card. “I’ve dabbled in the performing arts myself. I played Kate in Taming of the Shrew when I was in college.”
“I can’t think of a better part for you,” he snapped. “Let’s get this over with.”
― The Winning Season
“How about one interview?”
“How about you get rid of what’s-her-name without my help?” Kelly replied sweetly.
“Fine,” he gritted out. “But you’d better make this good.”
“Kayla isn’t the only actress in the family.” She reached up and patted his cheek with her key card. “I’ve dabbled in the performing arts myself. I played Kate in Taming of the Shrew when I was in college.”
“I can’t think of a better part for you,” he snapped. “Let’s get this over with.”
― The Winning Season
“I love you," Sean whispered when they parted.
Gazing into his eyes, her heart overflowed with happiness, and there was something more-a feeling of completeness she'd never experienced before. Just like her character Shay, who'd found her soul mate in Jared, Kayla had found hers in Sean.
Life had imitated art in the best possible.”
― Love in the Afternoon
Gazing into his eyes, her heart overflowed with happiness, and there was something more-a feeling of completeness she'd never experienced before. Just like her character Shay, who'd found her soul mate in Jared, Kayla had found hers in Sean.
Life had imitated art in the best possible.”
― Love in the Afternoon
“Only thirteen”
― Stealing Second
― Stealing Second
“Carrie’s gaze narrowed over the cup she held in her hands. “You think you’re going to get me to love Christmas, don’t you?”
“I’m gonna try my best.”
She laughed. “I’m a tough sell.”
“Maybe. But that doesn’t intimidate me.” He grinned. “I thrive on challenge.”
― A Christmas for Carrie
“I’m gonna try my best.”
She laughed. “I’m a tough sell.”
“Maybe. But that doesn’t intimidate me.” He grinned. “I thrive on challenge.”
― A Christmas for Carrie
“With a mischievous smile, she side-stepped around him and grabbed the tote bag she’d hung on an oversized metal hook on the end of the breakfast bar. “I was in and out before you got there,” she said as she pulled out three small boxes of condoms and set them on top of the counter along with his box. “I wasn’t sure what size to get so I bought regular, large, and extra-large. I’m sure the guy at the cash register thought I was on my way to an orgy.”
“You could have told him they make great water balloons.”
“And you’d know this how?” she asked, slipping the handles of the tote over the hook. She turned to find Rick leaning against the edge of the counter in front of the sink. She crossed the short space between them and in a quick move, braced her palms on the countertop and lifted herself up to sit on its smooth surface.
“When I was at UT a few of my buddies used to fill them with water and have water balloon fights. They’re actually pretty durable.” He chuckled. “They also make excellent balloon animals.”
“This is what you did in college?”
“I didn’t say I participated.”
“But you did.” She cocked her head and arched a brow at him. “Didn’t you?”
He pushed off the counter and moved to stand in front of her. “Maybe once or twice.”
“Will you make a condom balloon animal for me?”
“I made you crepes.” A smile crinkled the corners of his eyes. “Isn’t that enough?”
― Playing for Keeps
“You could have told him they make great water balloons.”
“And you’d know this how?” she asked, slipping the handles of the tote over the hook. She turned to find Rick leaning against the edge of the counter in front of the sink. She crossed the short space between them and in a quick move, braced her palms on the countertop and lifted herself up to sit on its smooth surface.
“When I was at UT a few of my buddies used to fill them with water and have water balloon fights. They’re actually pretty durable.” He chuckled. “They also make excellent balloon animals.”
“This is what you did in college?”
“I didn’t say I participated.”
“But you did.” She cocked her head and arched a brow at him. “Didn’t you?”
He pushed off the counter and moved to stand in front of her. “Maybe once or twice.”
“Will you make a condom balloon animal for me?”
“I made you crepes.” A smile crinkled the corners of his eyes. “Isn’t that enough?”
― Playing for Keeps
“How do you know my name?” she asked, taking note that he cleaned up spectacularly. The dark suit he wore accentuated his broad shoulders and trim waist.
“I make it my business to know everyone who works in the DA’s office.”
“What else do you know about me?” She had a sneaking suspicion he knew a lot more than just her name. The thought made her more than a little uncomfortable.
“Enough to know that I should keep an eye on you.” He moved toward her with more grace than a man of his build should possess.
“I’m no threat to you,” she said as he halted in front of her.
“Aren’t you?” His gaze raked boldly over her body. Suddenly, every nerve ending in her body went on high alert.
“No.” She steadied her voice. “Since you seem to know so much about me, then you must know that I’m a newbie in the DA’s office. It’ll be a while before I’m assigned any high-profile cases.”
“Maybe. But you’re still dangerous.” He took another step closer and she fought the urge to step back. She’d be damned before she showed him how much he affected her. Taking a deep breath, she reminded herself that—one day—she was going to help put this man in prison.
“If I’m such a threat, then why are you still here?”
Amusement quirked his well-shaped mouth. “The thing about danger, Ms. Westbrook, is even though you know you should avoid it, sometimes you just can’t.”
Alison Packard, Crossing the Line”
― Crossing the Line
“I make it my business to know everyone who works in the DA’s office.”
“What else do you know about me?” She had a sneaking suspicion he knew a lot more than just her name. The thought made her more than a little uncomfortable.
“Enough to know that I should keep an eye on you.” He moved toward her with more grace than a man of his build should possess.
“I’m no threat to you,” she said as he halted in front of her.
“Aren’t you?” His gaze raked boldly over her body. Suddenly, every nerve ending in her body went on high alert.
“No.” She steadied her voice. “Since you seem to know so much about me, then you must know that I’m a newbie in the DA’s office. It’ll be a while before I’m assigned any high-profile cases.”
“Maybe. But you’re still dangerous.” He took another step closer and she fought the urge to step back. She’d be damned before she showed him how much he affected her. Taking a deep breath, she reminded herself that—one day—she was going to help put this man in prison.
“If I’m such a threat, then why are you still here?”
Amusement quirked his well-shaped mouth. “The thing about danger, Ms. Westbrook, is even though you know you should avoid it, sometimes you just can’t.”
Alison Packard, Crossing the Line”
― Crossing the Line
“Carrie’s gaze narrowed over the cup she held in her hands. “You think you’re going to get me to love Christmas, don’t you?”
“I’m gonna try my best.”
She laughed. “I’m a tough sell.”
“Maybe. But that doesn’t intimidate me.” He grinned. “I thrive on challenge.”
Alison Packard, A Christmas for Carrie”
― A Christmas for Carrie
“I’m gonna try my best.”
She laughed. “I’m a tough sell.”
“Maybe. But that doesn’t intimidate me.” He grinned. “I thrive on challenge.”
Alison Packard, A Christmas for Carrie”
― A Christmas for Carrie
