Erin Nicholas Quotes

Everyone needs someone to balance them out.

James was stiff, and his arm was asleep, and he wasn't sure he'd ever get the kink out of his neck, but he had a baby boy sleeping like a rock on his chest and a gorgeous woman sleeping like a rock up against his side, her cheek on his chest, some of her hair clutched in the baby's fist, and a shaggy dog sleeping like a rock on his left foot. James wouldn't have moved for a million dollars.

So how do you feel about weddings?"

"Are you proposing?" he asked.

They also drink real milk straight from the cow

He met her gaze intently. "And what if you ruin me for all other women?"

She wanted to do that.

Owen felt his mouth curve into a grin as he heard the familiar clap, clap, clap behind him.
That was one of his favorite sounds - high heels on the wooden dock of the Boys of the Bayou swamp boat tour company.
He took his time turning and once he did, he started at the shoes.
They were black and showed off bright red toenails. The straps wrapped sexily around trim ankles and led the eye right up to smooth, toned calves. The heels matched the black polka dots on the white skirt that thankfully didn't start until mid-thigh, and showed off more tanned skin.
He straightened from his kneeling position in one of the boats as his eyes kept moving up past the skirt to the bright red belt that accentuated a narrow waist and then to the silky black tank that molded to a pair of perfect breasts.
He was fully anticipating her lips being bright red to go with that belt and her toenail polish. God, he loved red lipstick. And high heels. In any color.
But before he could get to those lips, she used them, to say, "Oh, dammit, it's you."
Owen's gaze bypassed her mouth to fly to her eyes. Because he'd know that voice anywhere.
Madison Allain was home.
A day early.
Not that an extra day would have helped him prepare. He'd been thinking about her visit for a week and was still as wound tight about it as he'd been when Sawyer, his business partner and cousin, had told him that she was coming home. For a month.
Owen stood just watching her, fi

Juliet laughed. "I am not the first woman to tell you that she finds you attractive."

"No," he said, again almost as if he was thinking out loud. "But you're the first to lay it out like that. And the first with the scar."

"I'm not," she said, with absolute confidence. "I might be the first to say it, but no, Saywer, other women have found that hot too. I promise you.

There's never been a woman that can compare to you, Maddie, and I know there never will be," he told her sincerely.

He let out a breath that seemed resigned. "Cora better have sausage gravy this mornin'," he said.

"Sausage gravy will make it all okay?"

"Well, sausage gravy never made anything worse.

He didn't want to let her go. At all. Ever.

The baby hiccupped then farted.

James laughed. Best wingman ever, and he couldn't even talk.

Hey, the only person I almost shot was Owen," Maddie said, giving her boyfriend a huge smile. "And if that does end up happening, he'll forgive me."
Owen grabbed her wrist and pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. "You'd nurse me back to health?"
"I'd make you alligator gumbo out of the fucking lizard that tried to take a bite of you," she said.

Showing someone they were amazing and worth some attention and effort could be done in a moment, but the impact could last a lifetime.

And I know that it's probably killing you a little bit to not be down here front and center, or backstage getting everything together. But you're here anyway. In the back in the shadows. Because you're not really here as a dance dad tonight. You're just here as… a dad.

Bennett sucked breath in through his nose. "You're a cruel and wonderful woman."

"I'm comfortable with that assessment," [Kennedy] told him.

Oh, no," [Logan] said. "There's no crying in accidentally getting knocked up by the hottest bartender you've ever met."

[Dana] laughed again. And sniffed again. "That's ridiculous. That's the perfect thing to cry about.

I want you to always do everything you're capable of.

[Harper'd] wondered briefly if those novels were making her set her standards too high. But then she'd realized that no, actually, what those stories had done was help her not confuse lust and crushes and simple attraction and I-kind-of-like-him with something deeper and more passionate. And they'd helped her decide to wait for the real thing. She knew what love looked like. It just hadn't come along for her. Yet.

Oh, honey, this town is full of guys I've dated and broken up with and run into at the gas station and bar on a regular basis. Just because you've seen each other naked is no reason that you can't talk about the weather while standing in the grocery store line.

I understand."

"It's too hard to be around you when I - "

"I get it, Amanda," he interrupted. He still wasn't looking at her and the hand closest to her was clenched into a fist.

She moved closer to the bed. "I wasn't done. What I was going to say is that it's too hard to be around you when I constantly want to kiss you and tell you that I'm in love with you."

That got his attention. He whipped his head around to stare at her. "What the hell did you just say?"

"I said I love you. And even though we have yet to have a whole night together, I want a lot more than that.

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There's a lot of stress and strife in this world. The people you surround yourself with intentionally, that you care about and share things with, shouldn't be part of that stress.

She grinned as she started across the carpet toward the bathroom... "I have been dreaming about that shower."

"This is going to be the dirtiest shower you've ever had."

"It better freaking be," she tossed over her shoulder.

your pretty butt." "Okay." Predictably, Sierra looked less than awestruck. "And the

hospital. You know they gave me male nurses on purpose." "Of course they did. They didn't want any of their female nurses shirking their duties to the other patients to take care of you." Levi Spencer was one of the most, if not the most, eligible bachelors in Las Vegas. He was rich, for one thing, and couldn't help being charming any more than he could help his gorgeous - according to Joe's own wife - blue eyes, dark hair or I'm-trouble-and-you'll-love-every-minute-of-it grin. "You're mostly bored," Joe said. "None of my friends came to visit me in the hospital." Joe sighed. He wasn't sure that Levi actually

Hey guys, what did the lion say after eating the clown?" The boys stopped. One looked confused, but the other grinned. "What?" he called. "I don't know about you, but I think that tasted kind of funny.

Oh my God, my six-year-old has you believing in ghosts now?"
Logan shrugged. "She just...makes some good points."
"Such as?" Dana had honestly not talked about the ghosts that much with Grace. She'd just rolled with the subject, just like she would any other topic. It was something that came up once in a while--like every night at bedtime when the globe need moved--but otherwise Dana didn't dwell on it or make a big deal of it.
"Well, why would someone leave a place they were happy if they didn't have to?" Logan said. "If someone is a spirit and they can hang around someplace, maybe sometimes they choose to do that.

I should warn you," she finally said. " I'm immune to charm."
"You got a shot or something?" he asked. She amused him. He couldn't help it.
"You're right. More likely it's an allergy," she said thoughtfully.
He felt his mouth quirk. "An allergy? To charm?"
"Yeah, my stomach feels a little funny."
He gave her a slow grin. "Oh, those are butterflies, Princess. And that's a good symptom.

What can I do?"

She took a deep breath and said, "Just hold still." She put her hand behind his head, leaned in, and kissed him.

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Kennedy snorted at that..."Sorry. I just...I don't spend a lot of time with people who let rules get in the way of doing the right thing." She grimaced. Maybe she shouldn't be admitting that.

If it was just a fling, brief and minimally emotional, then she could have the amazing sex she was sure Ben would deliver - and that she deserved, dammit - but she didn't have to worry that he would eventually let her down. She would know going in not to expect anything more. Could she have an affair and not want more?

You people and your feelings always spilling out all over," she said.

"Yep, we're real bastards that way. All loving and supportive and excited about shit all the time.

Doing something for someone because she wanted to do it instead of because she had to do it would be a welcome relief.

Well, when we get hot there are a couple of other things we do," he said.
Had he moved closer?
Juliet swallowed. "Like what?"
"We take clothes off," he said.

Tell me what you want," he said firmly.

"You.

Kennedy Landry wasn't really the patiently-wait-on-hold type of woman. Kennedy Landry was, however, the type of woman that made a man want to take what tiny semblance of control he could find and grab onto it like it was a lifeboat in the midst of a hurricane.

Juliet laughed. "You all are crazy, you know that?"
"Oh, for sure," he said with a nod.
"Does it rub off?"
"If you're lucky.

The police never think it's as funny as you do.

There was something about Madison Allain that had always made him want to fight dragons for her.

Superman never said, 'I think I'll let Batman take this one today'.

You don't have to channel anyone," [James] said gruffly. "You're a fucking heroine all on your own.

He'd been waiting all his life to meet a girl who made him want to act like a crazy, romantic ass for her.

Not only did Josh know hair, but he's just turned a girl on and gotten her to ask him out, all by doing a bun. And he's done it with a pencil. Logan would never admit it, but that was superpower level in his book.

I'm a little dirty," he said huskily, running his hand up and down the outside of one of her thighs. "I washed up but should have showered. Didn't expect this."

"You probably should have expected this." Her voice sounded a little breathless.

"Yeah," he agreed, his eyes darkening. "I probably should have."

"It's okay," she told him. "I'm washable." Images of showers and soap bubbles tripped through her mind and she hoped through his as well.

He gave her a little grin. "Good to know. Means I can get you really dirty."

Juliet felt her breathing quicken. She put her hand against his face, over his scar. "I really want that."

Sawyer slid a hand up her back and into her hair. He urged her closer until her lips were nearly against his. "Me, too.

people come into your life for different reasons. Some are forever, but those are rare. Most people are seasonal - they're with you for a reason and when that reason is fulfilled, they move on.

He was fully anticipating her lips being bright red to go with her toenail polish. Damn, he loved red lipstick.

But before he could get to those lips, she used them, to say, "Oh, dammit, it's you."

Owen's gaze bypassed her mouth to fly to her eyes.
Because he'd know that voice anywhere.

Madison Allain was home.

A day early.

Not that an extra day would have helped him prepare. He'd been thinking about her visit for a week and was still as wound tight about it as he'd been when Sawyer had told him that she was coming home. For a month.

Owen stood just watching her, fighting back all of the first words that he was tempted to say.

Like, "Damn, you're even more gorgeous than the last time I saw you."

Or, "I haven't put anyone in the hospital lately."

Or, "I've missed you so damned much."

Just for instance.

He wiped his hands on his jeans. Okay, he was supposed to be nice to her. That meant treating her like she was one of the tourists who frequented this dock. Polite. Friendly,

But not I've-known-you-my-whole-life-and-kissed-you-a-whole-bunch friendly. Just mildly hey-how's-it-goin' friendly.

Nice. Polite. A little friendly - but not too much. He could do that. Though it probably meant not saying things like, "I still remember how your nipples taste.

Who built entire towns on swamps anyway? In what scenario did someone say, "Hey, it's hotter than the devil's ball sack. Let's live here!

Did you hear about the cat that ate the ball of yarn?" Mason asked. "No." She was already smiling. Mason Riley was telling her a joke. "It had mittens.

You're a nut, you know that?" he asked. "Oh, you ain't seen nothin' yet." She finally let go of him and started for the truck again.

I realized that if you never do anything new, you never learn anything. And learning things changes you. Even if those things aren't what you intended to learn. You're never the same after an adventure, Kennedy." She tapped a finger over her heart. "In here you change. And in here you change," she said, tapping her temple that time. "I had to learn some things--make some mistakes--on my own. I thought." She gave a soft laugh."The thing is, once you have Leo Landry in your life, you're never really on your own again.