Quote by Donna Kauffman Download Open image ““She slid a little until she was sagging against the open doorframe”” — Donna Kauffman ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.6 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“ducked away and took a few steps backward in the direction of her door.” — Tracie Puckett Copy Share Image
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“My girl didn’t step out on me. She just stood in the doorway and wouldn’t close the door.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“I thought I was placing my hand on her knee. But it turned out to be her saggy boob.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“The window doesn’t budge, so I push her aside and open it for her.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“It was like she’d pulled curtains over her eyes. That smile: a locked door. And I didn’t know what words were the key.” — Jilly Gagnon Copy Share Image
“Then, slowly, like the sunrise peeking over the horizon, she smiled. She snapped the box closed. She didn’t scream. She didn’t run. She didn’t… — Cora Carmack Copy Share Image
“She was every bit of everything he remembered about her, all at once and all at the same time. That was Kerry McCrae in a nutshell, he thought. All at once, full on, 100 percent real. No bullshit. She froze on seeing him, and while the wariness in her beautiful green eyes wasn’t a surprise, the vulnerability sure was. “Starfish--”… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“Kerry had headed up the back stairs of the pub, and even as exhausted as she was, she’d still found it impossible to wipe that image of Cooper from her mind. The sun setting over his back, highlighting the breadth of his shoulders, sending shadows under those cheekbones, made more chiseled by the ridiculously gorgeous, shit-eating grin that had been… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“I got waylaid by another of your throng of supporters and well-wishers so you only have yourself to blame.” “So I heard,” he said. “I’ll be sure to thank her later and tip double the usual when we order breakfast in tomorrow morning.” “Awfully sure of yourself, mister.” “Finish climbing that ladder and I’ll be happy to explain the source… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“What’s so amusing, wench?” came a gravel-throated voice from behind her, followed by a gentle swat across her sheet-covered backside. “Just plotting my mutiny, Captain,” she said. “Mutiny?” he said, pulling the sheet, and her, closer to him. “I thought I’d convinced you to join my merry little band of thieves.” He tugged at the sheet she’d grabbed in her… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“He was very tall, with long arms and legs that would be gawky and awkward on anyone else, but were graceful and elegant on his lean, muscular form. He had a wild thatch of wheat blond hair that was forever sticking out in all directions, brown eyes so rich and warm they rivaled even the most decadent melted chocolate, and… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“A clearing of a gravelly throat pulled him from his thoughts. He turned and looked at Thomas, the boat captain, who was seventy if he was a day. “I think that’s your party there,” the older man said, nodding toward the gravel lot at the end of the dock. If he seemed a bit uncomfortable, Cooper chalked it up to… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“Cooper,” she said. “Cooper Jax.” As if saying his name would someone break the spell, vanquish the mirage she was still faintly hoping she was seeing. It didn’t. Instead it brought the mirage a few strides farther into the pub as folks moved to clear a path. “What are you doing here?” she asked as she moved forward until the… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“I accept your lovely invitation,” he said, then added, “I only have one caveat.” Her relief turned to wary suspicion as she eyed him. “Oh? And that would be?” “Will you wear the crinolines?” She bumped his shoulder with hers, hard enough to make him put his hand out to brace himself so he didn’t topple off the pier. “Is… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“**“I get it,” he said. “I was supposed to give you your space. I didn’t want to. So...I compromised. Only, you frustrate the hell out of me, and I’m all done with being frustrated. This is what I wanted to do. Pretty much from the moment we stopped doing it. You?” She was still reeling, from the kiss, and the… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“Running halfway around the world apparently hadn’t been far enough to leave him and all of what had transpired between her and the entire Jax family behind. So why did she think she could escape it along the span of one low-tide beach? She stopped so abruptly that he banged into the back of her, then immediately grabbed both of… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“She shielded her eyes from the sun, her truck keys dangling down the back of her free hand, as Cooper lowered the passenger window and leaned forward so he could see her. “G’day, Starfish. Need a lift?” She needed a lot of things. Hot coffee, sisters who weren’t nosy, a clear vision about what should be next on her life… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
“I can’t believe I’m thirty-one-years-old, lying on my back on a pier in broad daylight--in my own hometown, I might add--trying to figure out a place to go make out.” “Is that what the kids are calling it these days?” When she stuck her tongue out at him, he took full advantage until both of them were a little breathless.… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share
