“What do you think?" she asked, snapping him out of his reverie. "How am I doing?"... He squatted down beside her. "You did a good job." Their knees touched but instead of pulling away, Sam held her position, pressing ever… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Rory's big labradoodle made a snap judgement that Frankie was everything her life had been missing up until now. She flung herself into the girl's arms, wiggling and whining, a shaggy mass of chocolate-colored enthusiasm. "Mistral likes you, I see." While he, the one who filled the dog's food dish, had gotten nothing but suspicious glances since he arrived two… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share
“I hope you brought your handcuffs," she added. "I won't go quietly." "I might use them anyway, for fun," he answered, remembering the sensation… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Consider yourself warned, Frankie. Something about these mountains convinces previously sane women to give up Starbucks for saddle sores.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“She pulled her arm free from his grasp and stood back, her arms crossed. "So, what then? You're holding me hostage? Are you even… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Their love story had ended long ago, and yet one smile from him brought it all back, the joy, the heartache, everything. True love… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“I'm resourceful," she called after him. Resourceful, he thought, rinsing his hands with the ladle she'd left in the bucket. "A euphemism commonly used… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“He could hear her ramping up and rather than letting it happen, he silenced her the best way he knew hos. He lowered his… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“She was licking something off the end of a wooden spoon. Red froze. His body reacted as if he'd walked in on her twirling… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“You're pretty low maintenance, as women go." "I am, am I?" She sounded amused. "Yeah. Like a cactus.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Consider me your rescuer, not your jailer," he said to Frankie, without looking at her. His gut told him that, on the criminal mastermind… — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“Great. He had a ranch with no power, a burgeoning blizzard, animals depending on him and now, a frightened, felonious elf to look after.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
“What are you wearing?" "Coveralls. Shit-kickers. Long, latex gloves." He blinked. "can't wait to see you take them off.” — Roxanne Snopek Copy Share Image
