I happen to be immature, undisciplined, and self-centered, pretty much a little boy in a man's body, although I'd appreciate it if… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
The question is… How did a girl like Annabelle manage to talk a man like you into joining our silly little family… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Thanks to April,” she whispered, “you have the wedding you’ve dreamed about ever since you were a little girl.” Dean’s boom of… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
I love you, Meg. I want to marry you. I want to sleep with you every night, make love with you, have… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
wouldn't you like to make sure all those millions you give to Uncle Sam went to schools and hospitals instead of nuclear… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
I write romance, women's fiction, chicklit. I think it all fits very comfortably under the same umbrella. Basically, I write books for… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Maybe I'm missing something, but I don't rightly see how somebody who claims to have had -What'd you say? One partner?-can be… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
The door closed behind her (Phoebe), and the two men regarded each other for a moment. Viktor spoke first. "I must have your promise, Coach, that you won't hurt her." Dan: "I won't." Viktor: "You spoke a little too quickly for my taste. I don't quite believe you." Dan: "I'm a man of my word, and I promise I won't… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share
His gaze was a lot steadier than her heartbeat. “She’s the reason for those whispered phone calls I used to overhear, isn’t… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Okay, so I'll admit I'm curious. Big deal. We both know what that leads to. Dead cat. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
...I have to tell you that I'm not all that comfortable with the idea of spending the rest of my life sleeping next to somebody who's got the power to fire me if my underwear doesn't make it all the way to the hamper." She repressed a smile. "I'm sympathetic to your problem, but I'm not selling the team just… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share
Life sure is easier when you're rich." "And a natural born charmer. Don't forget that part." "How could I?" she retorted. "It's the only… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled like, except… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“You're not my matchmaker any longer. But we're still friends, and in the interest of our friendship we need to discuss page thirteen." "Page… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
The final cover for 'Heroes Are My Weakness' feels exactly right. It reflects the cold, wintry setting of an isolated island off the coast… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“People will always try to steal your power. When you do well, they’ll say it’s only because you’re rich and your parents are big shots. People who care about you will try to steal your power, too, but they’ll go about it differently. When you fail at something, they’ll try to make you feel better by saying that nobody’s good… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share
You remind me of someone with a bad toothache who's hitting herself in the head with a hammer to distract herself from the pain… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“And Eth couldn't help looking. It's been years since he's seen a beautiful naked woman in the flesh. I'd be worried about him if he hadn't looked." "He's a minister!" "It was a blessed event. You sure you don't want me to hang that robe up?" "You're making a joke out of this." "Absolutely not. Only an insensitive jerk would… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share
“As she gazed into those cool blue eyes, something strange happened in the vicinity of her middle. She suddenly felt like a hungry woman who had just been presented with a tempting dessert. Her moment of sensory weakness embarrassed her, and she frowned. "Damn, you're pretty," Dallie said softly. "Not half as pretty as you," she snapped, determined to squash… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share
Something brushed his leg, and he gazed down into the face of Pippi Tucker. The theme from Jaws raced through his head. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“Did you eat my Twinkies?" She gulped. Keeping her eyes glued to the whip, she said, "Exactly what Twinkies are we talking about?" "The… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
