60 Quotes by Jen Turano

I'm waiting with bated breath to hear what you'll say next." "Ah, sarcasm, how refreshing," he said pleasantly.

Kind is my middle name.""I don't think I'd go that far.

I'm twenty-two.""Are you really? I thought you were closer to my age, and I'm thirty-one, which goes..."The next thing Oliver knew, he was standing by himself, Harriet having shaken out of his hold and taken off down the sidewalk again.

She stalked down the short hallway, reached the door, pushed aside the bolt that secured it, twisted the lock, and then wrenched it open, her temper steadily rising when she looked at Oliver and found him smiling back at her, although his eyes held a distinct trace of temper."What?""Is that anyway to greet your fiance?

...he summoned up what he'd been told by numerous ladies was his most charming of smiles."But then we would never have met."Harriet muttered something that sounded very much like, "Unbelievable" under her breath, and then began marching down the alley toward the main street, apparently not moved in the least by his charm.

Pulling his attention away from the bottom lip he still found fascinating, Oliver felt his lips twitch. "You really were in a circus?""With everything I've just disclosed to you, you're most interested in the idea I was once in a circus?

Seeing absolutely no point in arguing further with the man, Harriet tried her hand at releasing a sniff, just like Mrs. Birmingham had done numerous times during their ridiculous exchange. To her acute embarrassment, though, it turned out that sniffing was not actually advisable when it was pouring down rain, because water tended to immediately be sucked up one's nose. She sneezed, snorted, sneezed again, and finally managed a halfhearted wave in his direction. "Continue if you please.

Forgive me, Mr. Addleshaw, but I don't think Miss Peabody is exactly keen about going to Arnold Constable & Company.""Why would you say that?""She's dashing away in the opposite direction." Oliver turned, and sure enough, Harriet was quickly disappearing into the crowd, her huge hat once again bobbing in the breeze.

Harriet's mouth dropped open. In her world, urgent meant someone died, the rent was overdue, or dinner could not be served due to lack of funds. It never meant one was anxious for a delivery of hats.