Without you, I’m not me. Something inside that I didn’t even know about is broken without you.
It’s about showing someone you care for them, wanting them to care for you, doing things they like because you want them to be happy. Because their happiness makes you happy. That’s love, Dane. That’s how you’ll win…your daughter over.
Love comes in seemingly insignificant moments and if you’re not paying attention, you might miss them.
We’re not quitting until I’m satisfied you know what you’re doing,” he said in a low voice.”Until we’re both satisfied,” she corrected. Killing. Him.
Thank you,” she said. “For making me have dinner with you.”He laughed. “Next time maybe I’ll really torture you and take you to a movie.”Next time.
Their love story had ended long ago, and yet one smile from him brought it all back, the joy, the heartache, everything. True love stories never have endings.
There are no supermoms. Eventually, you just have to hope your kid survives all your parental screw-ups.
I’ll keep this necklace forever,” said Samara, “as long as Jade and I can keep you forever too.
You’re pretty low maintenance, as women go.””I am, am I?” She sounded amused.”Yeah. Like a cactus.
She tossed a handful of snow at his face, then shrieked as the wind whipped it back into her own.Red hooted. “Karma’s a boomerang, sweetheart. Don’t forget it.
Life’s too short to say no when love shows up at your door.
Consider yourself warned, Frankie. Something about these mountains convinces previously sane women to give up Starbucks for saddle sores.
I hope you brought your handcuffs,” she added. “I won’t go quietly.””I might use them anyway, for fun,” he answered, remembering the sensation of her warm lips against his.
Bending the law is different from breaking, my lovely, strategically-challenged Francesca.
I’m named after my father, Rudolph,” he said, then shot her a stern look. “But if you connect that with my red nose —
Consider me your rescuer, not your jailer,” he said to Frankie, without looking at her. His gut told him that, on the criminal mastermind scale, this one landed closer to Tinker Bell than Lizzie Borden.
Great. He had a ranch with no power, a burgeoning blizzard, animals depending on him and now, a frightened, felonious elf to look after.
She pulled her arm free from his grasp and stood back, her arms crossed. “So, what then? You’re holding me hostage? Are you even really a sheriff?””I am,” he said, highly amused at her attempt at bravado. “You wanna see my badge?
Once in rur-al Flathead coun-tyStood a cru-wel Christmas sceneDumped for slaugh-ter were the rein-deerWhen an elf did intervene.
What are you wearing?” “Coveralls. Shit-kickers. Long, latex gloves.” He blinked. “can’t wait to see you take them off.