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“You need not treat me like a child, sir. I am perfectly capable of navigating this staircase on my own."
He snorted.
Her nostrils flared. "I promise not to ask you to catch me again, all right? Now stop scowling."
Of course he did no such thing.”
― Karen Witemeyer, A Tailor-Made Bride

“He unlaced his arms and took a step forward. "You hurt?"
"Not badly." She tried to smile, but her lips only curved on one side. "My main problem is that I'm stuck to a cactus."
(...)
"How'd you manage to get tangled up with a cactus?" J.T. crouched beside her and started extricating her from the prickly plant.
"Well, believe it or not, I was on my way to apologize to you when a prairie-dog hole jumped up and grabbed my shoe heel.”
― Karen Witemeyer, A Tailor-Made Bride

“Jericho, hmm?" Hannah felt an answering grin curve her lips. "I suddenly feel a great fondness for that name."
The two women giggled like young girls scheming behind the schoolhouse. Jericho Tucker had no idea what was coming his way.”
― Karen Witemeyer, A Tailor-Made Bride

“I don’t believe she’ll be available for the rest of the day,” Gabriel said.
“No? Is she in Velora, perhaps? I could go to the school and meet with her there.”
“No, she’s not in Velora.”
Raphael’s voice took on a note of concern. “Is she ill, then? I hope not. Is it a fever?”
“No, not a fever—I mean, she’s not ill at all. She’s just unavailable.”
“Raphael’s face took on a quizzical expression. “She has not been locked in her room, has she? Really, Gabriel—”
― Sharon Shinn, Archangel