41 Quotes by Linda Weaver Clarke

Rick tenderly lifted her chin upwards and said, "I have an assignment for the Moore Detective Agency. Actually, for the boss. It's of great importance." "And what's that?" asked Amelia as she gazed into his eyes. "I've lost my heart and I need you to find it for me. Is that at all possible?" When he pulled her into his arms, Amelia swallowed. "Well... where did you last see it?" "I loaned it to a beautiful woman." "Oh? Maybe she doesn't know she's got it.

He walked up to her and they began dancing. She was dressed like Cinderella and he looked just like Prince Charming. As they danced, he whispered to her, "I believe in fairy tale endings.

As Matt walked Rick outside, he whispered, "Don't forget my little secret." He wiggled his eyebrows. "A happy wife. A happy life. Got it?" Rick nodded. "Got it.

If daughters couldn't soften a man, then nothing would.

Amelia took Rick's dare and began signing: Ay, ay, ay, ay! Canta y no llores, Porque cantando se alegran, Cielito lindo, los corazones.... Rick leaned toward her and whispered, "Do you know what the message of that song is?" She shook her head. "Singing gladdens the hearts.

When she looked up and saw him observing her every move, she asked, "What's up?" He smiled. "Just happy." "How come?" "Well, for starters... I saw a beautiful sunset last night, stole a kiss from a pretty lady, and laid awake and listened to the ocean waves from my window." He shrugged. "You know. Just the typical stuff that makes a man happy.

She picked up the phone and dialed her partner. Several seconds later, she heard a deep husky voice at the other end. It was a recording. "Rick Bonito here! Private investigator for the Moore Detective Agency! Leave a message, please." "Hey, Rick!" said Amelia. "I've got an assignment for you that needs your expertise. Breaking and entering! Give me a call." Amelia smiled after hanging up the phone. With that kind of message, she should be getting a return call soon.

Rick stood and sauntered toward her. With a mischievous tone in his voice, he said, "There's no rest for the wicked and the righteous don't need it." Amelia tilted her head to one side and asked, "Which one are you?" The mischief in his eyes was obvious as Rick said flirtatiously, "I'm glad you asked." He pulled her into his arms. "I think I'll let you make that judgment.

Hey! He just gave you a compliment." She frowned. "It sure didn't feel like it." "Whistling is their way of saying you're a pretty woman. In Mexico, it's a compliment to whistle at a pretty woman. If they pinch your butt, then that is an even greater compliment." Amelia's eyes widened. "Pinch my what?" Rick grinned and gave a nod. "It's not disrespectful here in Mexico. In the States, it's called sexual harassment. In Latin countries, it's one of the highest forms of a compliment.