“To calm himself he mentally recited Wilfred J.Funk's 1932 list of "most beautiful words." It was his mantra on restless nights like these. Ten words that generally knocked him unconscious if he concentrated on them hard enough. Melody. Golden. Chimes.… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
“Emma sat up very straight in the saddle. Her eyes were huge, but she said bravely, “I could do it!” “I know you can.”… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
“Max's scarred brow crinkled. He reached for the coffee mug on his desk. “Motive is tricky. See, what might be a good reason for me to kill someone might not be a good enough reason for you to kill someone." Swift stared at his hands loosely clasped around his ankle. “I wouldn't. Deliberately hurt anyone." "And my impulse is to… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share
“It was nearly five before Jake walked in. He was sunburnt, wet, and smelled faintly of fish. Sexy as hell. Don’t ask me to… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
“Law enforcement hardened you. It made you cynical about people. Even people you loved. The people who deserved your unconditional trust.” — josh lanyon Copy Share Image
“So you're like a ... an amateur sleuth?" "God no. I'm more like the hapless guys in those film-noir flicks we used to watch.… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
“ 'You know what I thought the first time I saw you?' 'No.' 'Point of no return.' ” — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
Jake's mouth found mine, his lips molding hot and soft to my own. His tongue tentatively tested the seal of my lips; I parted… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
He needed fresh air and sunshine. A walk in the woods and afterward a good book to read by the fire. Yeah, that was… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
I love you," Jake whispered. "Are you strong enough for this?" I made myself comfortable. Said over my shoulder, "Sure." "Would you tell me… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
Kit, you're forty. You look thirty. You act...well, never mind. You're carrying on like you think you're seventy — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
