Tricia Smith

“Raven, a little later we can play Titanic" he calls over his shoulder. "I'll yell iceberg and you can go down.”
― Jamie Salsbury, Fighting for Flight

“Mrs. D hugged Cole’s middle, hard, and the music cut out just in time for her compliment to carry across the room. “I knew you would be a magnificent man.”
― Debra Anastasia, Poughkeepsie

“What exactly, my love, do you think you’re doing?” Blake looked down at her.
“These stairs make me nervous. I just wanted to make sure you got down them okay.” Livia felt silly now. He was obviously fine. Their slow spiraling dance actually made her a little dizzy instead.
“And if I trip like the delicate flower that I am?” Blake asked, drawing near.
“I was hoping I would break your fall, if you fell…which you won’t.”
― Debra Anastasia, Poughkeepsie

“Eve hugged him and whispered in his ear, "Careful. I'm fatal." He needed to remember that warning.
He whispered back, holding her hair so she couldn’t squirm away, “Jesus. It’s like you said that directly to my balls.”
She laughed so hard at his unexpected reply.”
― Debra Anastasia