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He came up cursing, grabbing at the slimy tendrils and yanking them from his face and neck. “Damn it!” Water and something green dangled before his face. He snatched at it,and found a lily pad perched upon his head.

This has started well :D
If shock hadn’t already killed the intense flood of desire, the icy water would have done so. He gasped as he struggled to right himself, coughing water as he grabbed the statue for purchase. Aphrodite, apparently disgusted with the whole display, continued to pour water from her vase directly upon his head.

"Stop running from me and listen. I do want you. I want you even knowing if I marry you, I've got an instant family, complete with a suicidal brother-in-law and a Gypsy houseboy with the temperament of a poked bear."

"Someone has to do it. And I'm the oldest Hathaway."

"Leo's the oldest."

"I'm the oldest sober Hathaway."

No, it must be that he was mocking her, trying to make her look foolish. And if there was one thing she feared in life more than bees, it was appearing foolish.

Gathering her dignity, which had scattered like bits of dandelion fluff in a high wind, she frowned up at him.

all he really wanted to do was to snatch her into his arms and cuddle her like an angry kitten.

"You don't have a wife now," Jenny argued bitterly, "but you'll choose one someday soon--an Englishwoman!" she spat. "An Englishwoman with ice water for blood, and hair the color of mouse fur, and a sharp little nose that is forever red on the end and in danger of dripping--"

Okay I have an urge to re-read Judith McNaught

She whipped the pants against the car, shrieking at the remembered feeling of tiny claws. “Hey, Parker” came a voice. She kept cracking. “Parker?”
She looked up, her breath stuttering in and out of her chest.
Thing One. Thing One was here.
“Hi,” he said, as if she wasn’t murdering her jeans against the hood. “How’s it going?”
“There was a mouse in my pants.”

I shot the little toad a lethal glance. “Shoo, Jason. Go back to your swamp.”

Tonight, I was popping the question. Two and a half years with Dennis had shown me that he was very solid husband material. Good heart, steady work, decent guy, close family ties, quite attractive. It was now or never…at almost thirty-four, I wasn’t going to hang around and be someone’s girlfriend forever. I was a person who made lists and took action, and Dennis, bless his heart, needed direction.

uh oh...

Seriously the whole "Faith it wasn't your fault..." thing is just so sickeningly convenient

This is SO lame. Worst book of the series.

He grimaced. “I have to think of...other things. Even though I
think you’re beautiful and—”
“What things?” she said. “I think I deserve to know what things you had to picture!”
“Faith, this probably isn’t—” Levi began.
“Shut up, Levi! What things, Jeremy?”
He looked wretched. Utterly miserable. “I have to picture
Justin Timberlake.”

haha heroine seems slightly psychotic

Continuing my Kristan Higgins binge. Say no more.

And Ryan goes down like a bull in the stockyards. My throat is free, but the man I plan on marrying writhes on the floor, clawing at the mat, because it seems I’ve just seriously compromised his ability to father our children.

OMIGOD OMIGOD!!! I was actually thinking, she's never going to put Trev and Chas together ... I thought it was another Brogan kind of thing and they are going to end up together whoooooo hoooo!!!! I love this already!!!!

OMG I know I said I'd finish the Blue Heron series but I just cannot resist this one. This has the best plot ever.

Hang up the damn phone, the eggs said, peering over their reading glasses as they knit.

Honor and her eggs are SO CUTE!

So what happened, Mr., um, Barlow?”
“My fiancée punched me,” he said.
“OMG! That’s horrible!” She turned to Honor. “Are you his mother?”
“No!” Kill us now, said the eggs. “I’m the fiancée.”

Strong, safe, stay together.
Meow.
Flirt with him. Do it! the eggs demanded.

A funny hero??? C-U-T-E. Love Tom!!!

WHOA WHAT THE FUCK? Are there even 'friends' like that out there?

Really liking Honor!!! I'm clicking with her a lot better than Colleen.

“Fantastic,” he said, and his voice was warm. There was a pause. “I have something important to tell you, and I want to do it in person. I think—I hope—it’ll make you really happy.”
The eggs sat up straighter. So did Honor.

“No need,” he said. He stood there a horribly long second, then turned and he walked out, dragging her heart behind him.

The shit just hit the fan BIG TIME

Bryce smiled. “So you guys are really together again, huh? Good. I’m so glad Coll and me hooking up didn’t bother you, bro.”

A pretty and popular heroine. Me jealous.

“No. Except I’d really like you to leave Bryce alone. Now isn’t the time for him to be involved with anyone.”
“Whatever you say, God. I mean, Lucas. Sorry. I get you two confused sometimes.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “I take that as a ‘piss off.’

“But you blush when I flirt with you.”
“It’s a flush of horror.”
“Really?”
“I’m sorry. It seemed rude to say, ‘Please stop, you’re making my skin crawl.’”
“Jack! I didn’t make your skin crawl!”
He grimaced.

I think I might be onto something here.....