The first book I sat down to write was an historical romance. It was really bad and thankfully no one ever saw it. — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“He wrapped his arms around her waist and looked at her through those intense brown eyes she loved. "I wanted you when I thought… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“You are the pinch in my heart. The catch in my breath. The reason my stomach tumbles...” — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“Kiss me, babe."' "No, really." Beneath the light of a sixty-watt bulb on her porch, Adele Harris placed a hand on the chest of… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“I have fallen in love with you, and there is no future for us. That you burst into my life suddenly only a short… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
Each time I reach a goal or read a great review, I am beyond pleased. — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“I know about safe sex," Nathan said, interrupting Jack's thoughts. Jack swallowed. "That's good." He smiled at his son, vastly relieved that there would… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“I want to tell you something." He placed her palm against her cheek, rough with stubble. "In my life, I've been with women I… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“The scariest thing about crazy people is that they can look so normal - Rob Sutter” — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“Joe certainly didn't seem concerned with his own enlightenment, but he did seem more intelligent than the average muscle neck. Then he raised his… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“I'm here because you're here. When a man loves a woman, he wants to spend time with her. Even if that means he has… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“He looked into her face and tossed her sweater on the floor. "I thank God you walked out of my memory and into my… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“You’re not some woman I picked up in a bar, Chelsea. You’re not a one-night stand. Don’t sneak out on me.” — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“For the first time since she'd pieced her heart back together, she felt a small tug at one of the strings. She dropped her… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“Are you trying to tell me—in your own typically macho way—that you want to make love again?” He glanced at her. “I’m not trying… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
“Mom," Nathan called to her. Daisy pulled her gaze from the tent and the fleeting glimpse of Jack's bare back, the smooth planes and… — Rachel Gibson Copy Share Image
