Chocolate cake and a diamond ring? In bed with the man of my dreams?
– Cristin Harber
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- You’re going to let her wander into someone else’s arms? There’s another man who could protect her better than you? Well, if that’s true-” – Cristin Harber
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- The idea that I could lose her again-¦ it’s unbearable. – Cristin Harber
- But still she stood, ready to get back at it. Badass and admirable. – Cristin Harber
- Oh for Christ sakes. Ay carrumba, chimichanga. I have no idea what you’re saying, but shut your pretty pie hole. – Cristin Harber
- He didn’t touch her. He didn’t have to. Tingles exploded down her neck, shooting toward her navel. – Cristin Harber
- In the span of one night, Jenny had gone from being someone he refused to touch to the woman he refused to stay away from. – Cristin Harber
- What are you? The pregnant MacGyver?- -œBest compliment I’ve had in a while. – Cristin Harber
- You know what? I don’t care about everyone. I never even cared about me. I cared about you. – Cristin Harber
- Oh, a grenade. But where is the bamboo bazooka? – Cristin Harber
- That’ll be like catching Niagara ????ing Falls with a fly net. – Cristin Harber
- Eyes locked, they stared. She felt bleeding pain down to her soul. – Cristin Harber
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- Your booty call embargo will remain intact. – Cristin Harber
- He walked right to her, his long strides eating the space between them and sucking the oxygen in front of her – Cristin Harber
- And now I can’t breathe for wanting you. I woke up, and your eyes were on fire. You haven’t looked at me like that in years. All need. All want. – Cristin Harber
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- There’s no other way to look at you. You’re the definition of beauty. – Cristin Harber
- Friendly fire was never friendly, and it was coming. Operation Stand-and-Watch was over. Did that mean Operation Bust-His-Balls was on deck? – Cristin Harber
- Someone needs your actions to inspire his actions. Never forget, your little broken cake is someone’s daily meal! Care to share you little cake! – Israelmore Ayivor
- Let’s just say you may regret that second piece of cake.’ Oh my God. Regret cake? Whatever was about to happen must be truly evil. – Rachel Hawkins
- Art without emotion its like chocolate cake without sugar. It makes you gag. – Laurie Halse Anderson
- As I did, there, in perfect condition, to be admired by five sets of wondering eyes, was an enormous, glistening, moist, chocolate cake. – Brother Andrew
- Grace and chocolate cake can cover a world of awkwardness. – LisaJo Baker
- Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in. – Leonard Cohen
- The wedding ring she’s wearing is collar enough,- Jack bit out. -œI know. I put it on her finger. You can see that ????ing diamond from space. – Sophie Oak
- Oh – a diamond ring – and Rhett, do buy a great big one! – Margaret Mitchell
- Remember the days when you let your child have some chocolate if he finished his cereal? Now, chocolate is one of the cereals. – Robert Orben
- He craved sex and chocolate. Chocolate was his heroin. Men were his needle. – Tom Cardamone
- Bed rest and a large steaming mug of hot chocolate. I always find that cheers me up. – JK Rowling
- Morrie was in a wheelchair full-time now, getting used to helpers lifting him like a heavy sack from the chair to the bed and the bed to the chair. – Mitch Albom
- And… a bed. A bed and a blanket to cover them, a blanket that was theirs together. – Laini Taylor