154 Quotes by Carolyn Brown

Jill is mine and Polly's only living relative and she has come to Burnt Boot to work for us. And this bunkhouse is big enough for the two of you."Sawyer wasn't too sure about that last statement. The bunkhouse had looked huge when he moved in, but a woman living in it would damn sure make it smaller in a hurry. Travis Tritt's old song "TROUBLE" played through his mind.

Wake up every morning and eat a bullfrog first thing, and the rest of the day will go just fine.

That's pretty bold of you, Jill Cleary." His eyes sparkled when he teased. "We've only known each other a few hours, and you're already talking about us getting pets together.

He might tolerate someone dipping into his stash of dark-roast coffee, but nobody messed with his pot. Not even if she was cuter than a bug's ear, with that faint sprinkling of freckles across her nose.

You aren't a nice cowboy. Are you going to break my heart so bad that I have to write a country song about it?

Be sure to get her home before midnight. She turns into a rabid coyote when the clock strikes twelve." Sawyer moved on down the bar to fill a pitcher with beer. "That true, darlin'?" Tyrell asked."Got to take the bad with the good," Jill answered.

He flipped his hands out to motion her away. "Go change clothes six times and stand in front of the mirror. I'll tell you if your jeans make your butt look fat.

It was so quiet. I thought those two women had kidnapped you.""Did that make you sad?" His eyes twinkled, and a smile tickled the corners of his mouth.Dammit! Why did she have to look at his mouth? That made her think of that amazing kiss, and that put a little extra giddy-up in her pulse. "It sure did. I didn't want to stock shelves and slice bologna and still keep everyone from killing each other." She smiled sweetly.

Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, I'm livin' with a prophet.