“His body against hers, inside hers, that slow slide out and then home again, a miracle. And a miracle. And a miracle… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“And I was thinking with a part of my anatomy that has nothing to do with my brain." Veronica had to laugh… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Ah, God, Lys" he breathed, and she opened her eyes to look up at him. She was the love of his heart,… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“We are not, not now, not ever, talking about sex,” A.J. said flatly. I had to laugh. “We’re both grown men,” I… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“I’m not the one who kissed you in the bathroom. In case you’re thinking I forgot about that, or somehow missed it,… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“We’re supposed to be sharing our memories of Dave Jones. I never met him, so I’m not much help, but you did.… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“As Ian popped the lock and opened the car door, he turned to Phoebe. “Can you do me a favour?” She immediately… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“As Ian looked at her, he felt something in his chest slip and shift. The pressure came with a blood-tingling rush of… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Showtime,’ Jamie said, heavy on the sh . ‘You gonna tell her your real name or make something up? I always liked… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Vic, of course, clasped Max’s hand, obviously sizing him up, doing that macho squeeze thing that drove Gina nuts. “He’s younger than… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“You have something to say to me, Cassidy, say it. Or shut the fuck up.” “All right,” Jules said. “I will.” He… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“But now Max wanted Gina to look out the window. “The cavalry had arrived,” he told her. Someone was standing directly in… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Debra pointed her purses lips in Max’s direction. “Overnight guests are forbidden. No exceptions.” “Did you just have the audacity to judge… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“That much hope had brought Max to his knees. Apparently if he didn’t let himself weep like a little girl to relieve… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Okay,” Max said. “Now I’m terrified that I, um, said it too late?” His uncertainty turned his words into a question. “Am… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Jules had listened in on nearly every word exchanged while they’d been back there together, and it was more than obvious that… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“She sorted through the clothes. “Do you mind wearing Emilio’s underwear?” She turned back to him with the two different styles that… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Gina flopped back on her cot, arm up over her eyes. “Oh, my God, Molly, what am I going to do? The… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Max’s unflinching gaze never left that house. “What do you think’s going to happen?” Jules asked him quietly, “if you let yourself… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Thanks again, sir.” Jules shook his hand again. “You’re welcome again,” the captain said, his smile warm. “I’ll be back aboard the… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“But he didn’t seem surprised to see her. ‘Hey.’ ‘Hey, yourself.’ Okay, that was stupid. Her grandmother used to say Hey, yourself. Great, she… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“You have no idea how much I appreciate your friendship,” Jules said. Sam held out several bills. “Yeah, actually I do,” he said. “It’s… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Colleen glanced up from her conversation with the station-wagon mom and caught him looking at her butt. Help.” — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
Marriage equality is coming, and not merely to a theater near you. — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“I love her.” Bobby said it aloud, to the door, knowing Wes couldn’t hear him over the sound of his own knocking. “I’m in… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“God, I want her in my life,” he said aloud. “What am I going to do, Wes?” No one answered.” — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Then...you want to tell me what's going on with you and Deck?" Lindsey asked. "Nothing's going on," Tracy started to say, but changed it… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
This wasn't Weirdville, this was fricking Wonderland. Alice here was all grow up, but she was still chowing down on too much of that… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
Dare, dream, dance, smile, and sing loudly! And have faith that love is an unstoppable force! — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Vic, of course, clasped Max’s hand, obviously sizing him up, doing that macho squeeze thing that drove Gina nuts. “He’s younger than I remember,”… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
I remain convinced that the most valuable use of time for a newly published author is to write a second book that's even better… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
