301 Quotes About Small-town-romance

I was Brooke Callaghan. I could take care of anything, and anybody. But that was the problem. Who was taking care of me?

Love is the simplest, most natural thing in the world to feel, so why does it always end up being so frickin’ complicated?

It’s been a whole week since I’ve seen you.” Lane’s nose brushes against mine in a butterfly kiss. His voice drops, as he says the words, “Kiss me already.

Give him Bigfoot with an AK-47, a room full of sugar-induced five-year-olds, or any supermodel on the circuit in a little black dress playing a private game of cops and robbers with his fly, and he’d be fine. Wouldn’t break a sweat. But, put him within fifty feet of Maddie Freemont? He turned into a tongue-tied, forgot-his-own-name, card-carrying member of the idiot brigade.

It’s ok,” he murmured. “I’ve got you.

We'll have all night for slow and sweet," she said softly. "But right now, I really want that hard and fast you mentioned earlier.

He swallowed hard. "How do you feel?""I feel like I want to close these drapes, turn down the lights and crawl into that bed with you and spend the night making love with you. All night." She blushed furiously. ..."All night, huh?" he asked.She nodded.He gave her a sexy grin and repeated her earlier words back to her. "Deal.

They laughed.They kissed.They loved.

Do you have any idea how badly I want to pick you up and carry you into my bedroom and make love to you?