Natasha Anders > Quotes

“I'm your husband...”
“No. You are not my husband,” she interrupted in a voice thickened with hatred and tears. “You have never been my husband. A husband loves, honours and cherishes! A husband is a lover and a champion... Look into the next room if you want to see what a real husband is, because you are no such thing!”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Chemistry was a terrible thing, sometimes it simply sparked between the wrong people”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Wife trumps all.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Suddenly it felt like there was a ticking time bomb in the house. I didn’t have all the time in the world to make you love me again; I had only a few short months.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“It’s like putting a band-aid on an amputation!”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“I told you before, I don’t want out of this marriage. And if you give me nothing but daughters for the next twenty years, I would consider myself blessed.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“All the air suddenly seemed to leave his sails and his shoulders sagged as he dropped to his knees in front of her,bringing his eyes down to the same level as hers."I want to be here with you. Why is that so hard for you to understand?”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“A year ago… Eighteen months ago even but not now! Don’t you realise that this is too little too late?” She shook her head in frustration. “It’s like putting a band-aid on an amputation!”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“It’s watching the sun rise in your smile and set in your tears.”
― Natasha Anders, A Husband's Regret

“I won’t leave you. What if you have another contraction? What if your water breaks and they rush you into the delivery room? What if there are complications?” He asked hoarsely, his eyes dilating more with each anxious question. And Theresa rolled her eyes in exasperation.

“I doubt any of those things will happen in the two minutes it would take you to leave the room and get a cup of coffee, Sandro,” she sighed impatiently.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“It’s everything, isn’t it? It’s the quiet dinners when not much gets said. It’s the sunny days at the beach. It’s hearing your laughter in my head when I see Kayla giggling. It’s seeing the love in your eyes when you watch our baby sleep. It’s watching the sun rise in your smile and set in your tears. It’s the contentment in seeing you eat and sleep and study and play. It’s the small, everyday things, like never getting tired of watching you tuck that same stubborn strand of hair behind your ear twenty times a day, and it’s the huge life-altering things like seeing your smile and my eyes on our beautiful little girl’s face. It’s knowing that even if you turn away from me forever, I’ll always be the better for having had you in my life.”
― Natasha Anders, A Husband's Regret

“The only reason you brought me here tonight was because you thought it would appease me. Throw the vicious dog a bone and it’ll soon be eating out of your hand!”

“More like vicious bitch,” he muttered beneath his breath and when he realised that she had heard him, he shrugged unrepentantly. “If you’re going to be using animal metaphors, you may as well get it right.”

“Fine, I’m a bitch… whatever!” She knew her response was childish but she was feeling more than a little put out by the situation.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Go out, get wasted, bang a bimbo.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Give the woman what she wants and maybe her rebellion will subside and she will get down to the business of being a human incubator!”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Unfortunately, much like a car accident, she could see it coming but couldn’t seem to find a way to prevent the inevitable disaster from occurring.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“There you are,” she whispered wonderingly as the edges of her lips tilted up into a tiny smile. She formed her words as clearly as she could, not wanting him to misunderstand her. “I’ve been looking for you.” His stern brows lowered in confusion, and she leaned down to press a feather-soft kiss to his sensuous lips before easing back so that he could see her face again. “There’s the man I married.”
― Natasha Anders, A Husband's Regret

“What do you see when you look at me, Mason?"

"Everything," he grated out. "I see my whole f*cking world, Daisy, I see all my days, my weeks, and my years. Every season of my life. All spent with you. I see everything I want, need, and desire all wrapped up in you.”
― Natasha Anders, The Wingman

“How the hell am I supposed to respect someone who sold herself to the highest bidder?" he growled with tight control, and she gasped, stung. "I have no respect for you, Theresa, not even as the potential mother of my child, because, quite frankly, you can't even do that right.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Without seeming to think about it, he turned sideways, dropping his feet over the arm of the couch and—shockingly—his head into her lap. He tugged at his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons in an effort to get more comfortable and then turned to face the TV.

“What are we watching?”

The “we” undid her, and she allowed the tension to leave her body at this unexpected turn of events. Her hands, which had been hovering in midair as she tried to figure out where to place them, dropped—one to his hair and the other to his shoulder.”
― Natasha Anders, A Ruthless Proposition

“I don’t know. I think that the answer to your question lies in a place called Never Land, which is located just east of when hell freezes over and to the north of when pigs sprout wings.”
― Natasha Anders, His Unlikely Lover

“You’re either going to have to do something about the way you feel or you’re
going to have to move on.”
― Natasha Anders, His Unlikely Lover

“I’m sorry.” The words were hurried and a little garbled but unmistakable. She raised an eyebrow and noticed that he had trouble meeting her eyes.

“For which item on your long list of indiscretions?” she asked as she toyed with the pen.

“All of them?”

“Please. I don’t do blanket forgiveness.” She waved her hand dismissively and was delighted to see a grin flirt along the corners of his mouth.”
― Natasha Anders, A Ruthless Proposition

“don’t want her! Those are feelings reserved for you…only for you.” His voice deepened”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“what the specifics of that loan were, but she had always assumed that it was done out of generosity. Staring up at him now, she couldn’t believe her own naïveté. Sandro did nothing out of sheer generosity, and that loan was merely another weapon for him to use against her. “You wouldn’t,” she responded. “Lisa has done nothing to deserve this.” “Cara, I will do whatever it takes to get what I want from you.” “I have money too, I can help her…” she began desperately. “No, you have a rich father, and he had the opportunity to help Lisa, but he made his contempt of the idea more than obvious to everyone at the time, and you know that he would never support you through a messy divorce, Theresa.” “I still don’t believe you would do it! You have a reputation to uphold. You’re an honest businessman, and you wouldn’t destroy a small business just to prove a point. What kind of message would that send?” she asked. “That I’m not to be trifled with.” He shrugged. “Do you honestly think I”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Yes, I’m feeling sorry for myself,” she acknowledged bitterly. “And it’s very liberating. In the past all I’ve done is accept everything you and my father dished out…thinking it was my lot in life, even thinking I deserved it. After all, if two such powerful men as you thought that I wasn’t worthy of love and respect, then who was I to differ? But I’m starting to recognize that I’m not the one at fault here.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“The one thing I’d wanted above all else in the beginning was now a noose around my throat, tightening with every passing day.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“I’m walking you to your door,” he said, glancing at the lurking boy with palpable distaste. “For obvious reasons.”

“It’s not that bad,” she protested. “They’re all mostly students.”

“Well, that particular student”—he said with a nod toward the sinister-looking young man—“must be putting himself through college by dealing dope. And those two over there . . .” This time he nodded toward a giggling, swaying pair of young women in tight miniskirts and thigh-high boots. “Are probably hooking to pay their tuition.”

Cleo peered at the girls in the gloomy light and gasped when she recognized them. They saw her at the same time and screeched in delight at the sight of her.

“OMG! Cleo!” Coco screamed, and Cleo caught Dante involuntarily flinching at the sound of that high-pitched voice. “It’s so weird to find you waiting down here for us. It’s like you knew we were coming.”

“She did know, remember?” Gigi reminded her in an only slightly less shrill voice. And Cleo hadn’t really known they were coming, since nothing definite had been arranged.

“What the hell?” Dante muttered beneath his breath, and Cleo smiled at the consternation she could hear in his voice.”
― Natasha Anders, A Ruthless Proposition

“You know what it’s like when you have an overwhelming urge to scrape the touch, the smell, the very essence of someone off your skin, don’t you? After all, that’s what you usually do thirty seconds after your orgasm, and I can finally relate to that.”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“maybe…the woman who replaced the girl could find a way to love the flawed man she’d once placed on a pedestal he had no business being on?”
― Natasha Anders, The Unwanted Wife

“Well, damn. Could it be that Bobbi Richmond wanted him too? Well wasn’t that just frikken fantastic? Knowing that she may want him in return was going to make it so much harder for him to resist her. That was just one more complication he didn’t need. He needed to fix this fast.”
― Natasha Anders, His Unlikely Lover