Beth Mikell Quotes

“Are you scared?” He taunted, an amused smirk lifting the corner of his mouth.

I raised my chin a fraction. “No. I…just…I haven’t ridden a horse before.”

He leaned forward and patted the horse’s neck. “Prism is gentle. You have my word.”

I wasn’t worried about the horse. “And you?”

Ry shrugged, his facial expression remained shuttered. “I’d never make that a personal promise, but I will get you to a phone.”
― Beth Mikell, P.S. I'm Waiting... Vol I

“Christ, Heather, I know what I look like. And you’re…” His words dropped off lifting a hand towards me and looked away.

I folded my arms in front of me. “I’m what? I’m nothing but an ex-fat child who’s completely familiar with self-esteem issues–don’t kid a kidder, Ry, I’m not perfect either.” Thoughts of my tantalizing stretch marks flitted through my mind. Yeah I’m far from perfect.

His amazing green eyes flipped back to me, a wary pain etched in his face. “So, I’m to believe you’re not repulsed by the sight of me?”
― Beth Mikell, P.S. I'm Waiting... Vol I

“He cupped my face between his hands. "Is it because Mac’s good looking to a fault, damned bastard or because I’m a moron, and read the signals wrong?" He steamrolled ahead before I could respond. "I get it, I’m the beast of jackass past and present, but I’m sure I didn’t read you wrong, Heather. Fuck..." Ry closed his eyes in pain.

Oh no, he’s doubting himself and me all because I didn’t follow my self-guided principles of right and wrong. "Kiss me," I whispered.”
― Beth Mikell, P.S. I'm Waiting... Vol I

“Sweetness, what are you doing? Hank’s kind of party is rated XXX and most likely illegal somewhere in the world. I promise you don’t want to see that.”

Her gray eyes met his. “It’s just a drink, Devon. Scared?”
― Beth Mikell, P.S. I'm Waiting... Vol II

“You know, Shayla called dibs on you earlier. Perhaps you--”

“I call dibs on you. Dance with me.”
― Beth Mikell, P.S. I'm Waiting... Vol II

“I’m asking you to give me a chance, however slim, to prove myself.”

My throat tightened. “Cade…I’m not a science experiment.”

“Good to know, but I rocked biology. Lab was my favorite,” he teased.

“I’m serious.”

“So am I.”
― Beth Mikell, P.S. I'm Waiting... Vol II

“I have something for you, Midnight.”

She closed her eyes, not looking at him. “What now? A leash perhaps?”
― Beth Mikell, P.S. I'm Waiting... Vol II

“How many others will come, Ivy? How many more will appear to kiss my wife goodbye?”

Crap-shit! No Midnight? She rolled her eyes. “No one else. I promise.”

Carson turned his blue gaze on her, cold and menacing. “Do you have any idea how it felt to see his hands on you—innocent or not? I wanted to fucking kill him.” He ran both his hands through his hair. “I still do.”
― Beth Mikell, P.S. I'm Waiting... Vol II