“What about free will? . . . There's that too. I never understood why people think they're mutually exclusive. Ask me, our entire lives aren't planned out for us- just some things. Specific events along the way, crossroads we're meant… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“Yes, I also came home to settle my father's estate." "Would you have come home if it hadn't also been your job?" "I think you know the answer to that." "You hated him, didn't you?" Nell poured the coffee and pushed his cup across the counter to him so he could fix it the way he liked. Matter-of-factly, she said,… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“Jesus. Chicago, Kansas City, Denver, Phoenix, L.A., and Seattle, plus two small towns she'd never heard of in the Gulf Coast region. The unit was literally scattered across the map, manpower and resources spread thinner than she'd ever known them to be. And every team was involved in high-risk operations ranging from murder to possible terrorist threats-the latter being investigations… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“What about free will? . . . There's that too. I never understood why people think they're mutually exclusive. Ask me, our entire lives aren't planned out for us- just some things. Specific events along the way, crossroads we're meant to come to. Tests, maybe, to measure our progress. But we always have choices, and those choices can send us… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“He remembered those tense moments on the cliff face and kept a grin off his own face with an effort. How many women, he… — Kay Hooper Copy Share Image
But in real life, happily-ever-after is just the beginning. It's where life starts. — Kay Hooper Copy Share Image
“But the restlessness Quentin had been conscious of last night had shifted abruptly into a deep, cold sense of foreboding this morning when Diana had opened her eyes so suddenly to make an eerily familiar statement. "It's coming." And it had required all his willpower to allow her to leave his sight. To walk away from him, back up the… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“he'd thought of fate as something hostile, a thief moving soundlessly in the night” — Kay Hooper Copy Share Image
“She was one in a million, Tyler was. A strong, intelligent woman with the beauty to launch ships and the courage to follow them into battle. Kane could recall a number of past occasions when he’d been glad to have her at his side when things had gotten sticky. Tyler never waited for the cavalry to come charging to the… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“I don't want us to be together because either of us is afraid. We have to be whole before we can share what we… — Kay Hooper Copy Share Image
“And here she was, in the middle of a tangled situation she didn't remember or understand, painfully aware that a killer or killers on the loose almost certainly knew a hell of a lot more about what was going on than she did. As independent and self-reliant as she was, Riley had never felt so unsure of herself. She was… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“Where's my clairvoyance when I need it? Hell, where are any of my senses?” — Kay Hooper Copy Share Image
“Samantha said, "I should be at the carnival. I have things to do." "Sam, do we have to keep arguing about this?" He handed her a cup but didn't let go until she met his gaze. "I want you here. I need you here." She hesitated, then nodded. "Okay, fine." It might not have been gracious acceptance, but at least… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
