Peggy

“When he came back, he fed the fire, rolled out his pallet, turned off the light and laid down. After several minutes of quiet darkness, she heard his voice. "Sorry if I scared you. I don't roar that often."
-Ian to Marcie”
― Robyn Carr, A Virgin River Christmas

“Paul scooted forward a bit. "Well, it's no secret I'm in love with your daughter. I want to marry Vanni. Do I have your blessing? Your permission?"

Walt shook his head and chuckled. "Haggerty, you sneak down the hall after I'm in bed every night-- you'd damn sure better marry her. In fact, it might make sense for you to put the baby in that bedroom you're not using--save a trip or two, let the child have some space..."

Paul felt a stain creep to his cheeks and thought, I'm over thirty-five--how the hell does this man make me blush? "Yes, sir. Good idea, sir.”
― Robyn Carr, Second Chance Pass

“Well, what am I supposed to do?"

"Well, you can take a nap, read a little of my book, or close your eyes. Or you could stare--get the thrill of your life."

"She put her hands on her hips. "You really wouldn't care, would you?"

"Not really. A bath is a serious business when it's that much trouble. And it's pretty quick in winter." He started to chuckle.

"What's so funny?" she asked, a little irritated.

"I was just thinking. It's cold enough in here, you might not see that much."

Her cheeks went hot, so she pretended not to understand. "But in summer, you can lay in the tub all afternoon?"

"In summer, I wash in the creek." He grinned at her. "Why don't you comb the snarls out of your hair? You look like a wild banshee."

She stared at him a minute, then said, "Don't flirt with me. It won't do you any good."

-Marcie and Ian”
― Robyn Carr, A Virgin River Christmas

“Don't worry, Ian. I totally protected your anonymity. I told her you were my brother."

"Great," he pouted."Now she's going to ask me about you. And I told you--I'm friendly and pleasant and then I move on."

"You can do that. She'll find you perfectly understandable."

"Oh? And why's that?"

"Well, she wondered about you. Said you ask for some heavy reading sometimes, but that you didn't make much conversation."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes," Marcie explained. "I said you were brilliant, but not a very social animal. I said she shouldn't expect a lot of chitchat from you, but you were perfectly nice and there was no reason to be shy around you--you're safer than you look."

"Is that so? And how did you convince her of that?"

"Easy. I said you were an idiot savant--brilliant in literature and many other things, but socially you weren't on your game."

"Oh, Jesus Christ!"

-Ian and Marcie”
― Robyn Carr, A Virgin River Christmas