Debra Webb Quotes

a lonely old man.

I'm a woman. Forty-five in female years (which is about a hundred and thirty in male years - bastards).

You should eat," Paul suggested.

I'm human. The single most overused excuse on the planet for doing the absolute wrong thing.

Sergeant Jack Riley and his wife. They were closer to

There are few things in life as precious to us as our children. Rare is the woman or the man who wouldn't readily die for his or her offspring.

Men got better with age, like wine. Women, on the other hand, were like cheese- aged was good to a degree, then came the mold and the inevitable casting aside.

The sooner I get through my schedule, the sooner I'll be home."
He grinned. "And we can have makeup sex."
Now there was that naughty side peeking out. "But we didn't have a fight," she countered.
"We did have a trial separation," he suggested.
He had her there.
"Go." She motioned toward the door. "We'll have all the makeup sex you want. Tonight."
He backed toward the door. She couldn't help watching the way he moved. So sexy. So chock-full of male confidence.
"I'll be waiting at your place. I'll even have dinner waiting."
Before she could question that promise he turned around and strolled out the door.
Her gaze narrowed. He said he'd have it ready, he didn't say he'd cook it.
Elizabeth pressed her hand to her tummy and smiled at the feeling of complete happiness that rushed through her.
Now she could rightfully say that she really did have it all.
And Joe Hennessey had definitely been worth the wait.

edge to his words. "But then, are

The meager splash of charm he rationed with that ripped body and sexy swagger, made him nearly impossible to resist.

As far as evil goes" - she shrugged one shoulder - "I've spent a dozen years studying the subject and there's one thing I know for sure." Her expression grew distant, breakable somehow. She blinked and seemed to push whatever had distracted her aside. "If you want to know what evil looks like, look in the mirror." She leaned down, flattened her hands on the table once more, and went face-to-face with Wells. "Any one of us is capable of evil, Detective. We all have a line. It's not crossing it that separates us from the Ed Geins and Charles Mansons of the world.

It was a strategy as old as time. Make people desperate enough and they obeyed.

as quickly as possible toward them.

There were two things a girl learned to do simultaneously at a very young age: knee a guy in the crotch and scream at the top of her lungs.