“She had to laugh. "You're making me hungry." "Me, too." His gaze locked with hers, making it clear it wasn't just barbecue… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“What will your family think, me showing up on their doorstep with my suitcase in hand?" "I'll carry your suitcase," he said.” — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“I want you, too, Hayes Cardwell, and that isn't the beer talking." They were so close she could see the shine of… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“I know what you're up to." "I doubt that." Hayes leaned toward her, his hand looping around the back of McKenzie's neck… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“Please don’t take offense, but I want no part of this family or what comes with it.” — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“What were you doing out here?” He chuckled. “Looking for aliens. What else?” — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“He looked out at the country that ran to the mountains. Cahill Ranch. His grandfather had started it, his father had worked it and… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“She had to laugh. "You're making me hungry." "Me, too." His gaze locked with hers, making it clear it wasn't just barbecue he was… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“Don’t you want to know the kind of woman I am?” When he said nothing, she continued. “I’m like your father. When I start… — b.j. daniels Copy Share Image
“In the distance, he could see a large star made out of red and green lights on the side of a barn, a reminder… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“What will your family think, me showing up on their doorstep with my suitcase in hand?" "I'll carry your suitcase," he said.” — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“I want you, too, Hayes Cardwell, and that isn't the beer talking." They were so close she could see the shine of his dark… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“Where are you taking me?” Abby asked from the passenger seat of the pickup.” — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“I know what you're up to." "I doubt that." Hayes leaned toward her, his hand looping around the back of McKenzie's neck as he… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
“He sighed deeply, pain in his eyes. “What is it you’re running from? Is it me?” — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
