He Waited For Her Quotes

#1. Do you deliberately try to provoke me?" He waited for her denial. An apology, too. He didn't get either. "Yes, I do believe I am trying to deliberately provoke you.

Julie Garwood

#2. Wharick, on the other hand, remained there with his eyebrows raised slightly as he waited for her to complain about his behavior. "You have no right, Wharick," she said sternly. And there it is, he thought feeling more than pleased that he knew her better than she thought.

Madison Thorne Grey

#3. Kids, Roberts," she said, just to be clear. "I have fertile eggs in me, and I'm talking about having
babies."
She waited for the eye twitch. Or hell, even a tiny twinge.
Instead, with a smile, he pulled her in for a kiss.

Julie James

#4. Oh, it's normal," he said, and she remembered how he had always been quick to reassure her, to make her feel better. "I was away for a much shorter time, obviously, but I was very surprised when I came back. I kept thinking that things should have waited for me but they hadn't.

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

#5. He'd seen when she began to panic, but he hadn't offered comfort like other Doms or changed his plans. He'd just waited her out. She could hate him a little for that.

Cherise Sinclair

#6. The puffed and infected ego underlay all, positive that all eyes were upon him or her, positive that he or she was starring in a great drama; the outcome was a thing for which untold millions waited with held breath. Such

Stephen King

#7. The detective had been watching the video of Julie Mao's fight with her captors over and over again while they'd waited on Naomi and Amos to finish their work. It gave Holden the disquieting feeling that Miller was storing the footage in his head. Fuel for something he planned to do later.

James S.A. Corey

#8. She waited for humiliation to streak through her system, but shockingly, none appeared. It felt as though someone else inhabited her body, someone who craved being on display, knowing with full confidence Jonah liked what he saw.

Anonymous

#9. He snagged two more pieces of wood from her load for good measure. "Martise, bearing children is woman's work. Gurn and I would be sitting in the dark every night if we waited for some wandering female to pick up sticks for us.

Grace Draven

#10. He'd waited a thousand years for her, and she would know him for less than two weeks.

Trinity Faegen

#11. Why?" Why wouldn't he let her go? Why did he make her stay?
She felt the brush of his lips over her hair.
"Because I need you."
"You don't know me."
"I know." His finger under her chin lifted her face. "But I've waited centuries for the chance.

Sarah McCarty

#12. *No,* he said gently when her words finally stopped, *they don't want you. They don't love you, can't love you. But I do love you. The Priest loves you. The beautiful ones, the gentle ones - they love you. We've waited so long for you to come. We need you with us. We need you to walk among us.*

Anne Bishop

#13. Look, there's more to this than either of us thought." Finch waited for her to continue. He knew the pattern: whenever she had new information, she needed to assess what part she could reveal to him. He realized she needed another prod. "Jennie, I didn't have to tell you about the Whitelaw's

D.F. Bailey

#14. I waited two thousand years for you, Grace Alexander," he whispered in her ear. "And you were worth every second of it.

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#15. She did not wish to die, but if torture was the price she had to pay to keep her lover's love, then she only hoped he was pleased that she had endured it. All soft and silent she waited, waited for them to bring her back to him. None

Pauline Reage

#16. Isabelle had walked with an artificial gait at nine and a half, and when her eyes, wide and starry, proclaimed the ingenue most. Amory was proportionately less deceived. He waited for the mask to drop off, but at the same time he did not question her right to wear it.

F Scott Fitzgerald

#17. He waited a second, then made an abrupt flapping motion with his hands. "Well?" he demanded. "I'm a vampire, you silly woman. Ask me in! We're wanted felons, you know!

Rachel Caine

#18. It's not rash," she said, a fiery tone to her words. "I've waited two years for him to realize how I felt. He's just a little slow on the uptake.

Ronie Kendig

#19. He drew in an answering breath, and she waited to hear the quip, the joke, the dab of levity for the most intense moment they'd ever shared. But he only dropped his head into the crook of her neck and laid his mouth over her leaping pulse as they found their unhurried rhythm in the dark.

Jessica Lemmon

#20. She just waited. Rosie had no choice. She'd have to do it on her own. She'd do anything for Amy, even hear whatever she was about to hear, on her own. The consultant was in his office. It was as untidy as always. He didn't smile. It wasn't a bad sign. He

Monica McInerney

#21. He could not feel her near him in the darkness nor hear her voice touch his ear. He waited for some minutes listening. He could hear nothing: the night was perfectly silent. He listened again: perfectly silent. He felt that he was alone.

James Joyce

#22. My first waitress job was at Johnny Rockets in New Jersey, and then I waited tables at a sports bar.

Melissa Rauch

#23. His body rigid with terror as he waited for the savages to something horrible to him - bash his head with clubs, or stab him with spears, or ...
... or tap him on the shoulder.

Dave Barry

#24. No one warns young people to follow Adam's example. He waited till God saw his need. Then God made Adam sleep, prepared for his mate, and brought her to him.

Jim Elliot

#25. Religion waited for man to evolve. It waited an eternity like a desolate lover awaiting its unborn soulmate. When man was able to accept religion it captured his heart and enslaved his mind. The supreme delusion united with the supreme host.

C.J. Anderson

#26. So disasters come not singly; But as if they watched and waited, Scanning one another's motions, When the first descends, the others Follow, follow, gathering flock-wiseRound their victim, sick and wounded, First a shadow, then a sorrow, Till the air is dark with anguish.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow