200 Quotes by Kelly Moran

People of Redwood Ridge always referred to themselves as victims when they were found in the path of Cupid’s arrow, wielded by the sisters. They ran. They hid. They resisted. In the end, they succumbed. He was the sheriff. He got around. He saw and heard things most didn’t. And the truth was, not a solitary “victim” was unhappy after The Battleaxes were through with them.

That was me. Reliable. The good southern guy. Boy next door.Except I wasn’t. Not really.

We all have our handicaps. You're not mine.

God. He was an eye-gasm if she ever saw one.

How southern belle of her.

Hazard of the job. That's Ode de Anal Gland you smell.

For the love of all the Gobstoppers in Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory, would he please just leave her alone?

He wasn't touching that one with an eight-inch…pole.

At this rate, he’d be able to spend quality time with her for a whole day without flipping his gourd when he was ninety. Something to look forward to.