Small Town Romance Quotes

#1. He held his hand out, palm up, watching her with soft, penetrating eyes, deep, dark eyes that called to her the longer she stared at them. "How 'bout you give me the benefit of the doubt every once in a while, hmm? I'd like a chance to prove I'm not that stupid kid anymore.

J.M. Stewart

#2. Whatever happened is water under the bridge. Burn the damn bridge and forget the past, he whispered.

Carolyn Brown

#3. Do you want to have to tell the doctor at the emergency room that the reason your wound opened up was because you couldn't keep your you know what in your pants." "First of all, I don't think I'd have to say you know what in front of the doctor.

Mary J. Williams

#4. You like legs?" she asked.
"On you, yes. On a chicken, I prefer wings and breasts."
She picked up both legs with her fingers. "Then we are going to get along just fine.

Carolyn Brown

#5. Get back to work."
"Fine way to talk to your wife."
"If you were my wife, I would've slapped your ass too."
She stared at him a beat too long. She did love the feel of his hands on her ass.

Jamie Farrell

#6. Too bad he was officially the enemy.

Tracy Brogan

#7. You're doing this for Kimmie for free."
"I'd do anything for Kimmie."
"Including bury a body?"
"Especially bury a body.

Jamie Farrell

#8. I want you to stay here ...with me."
"All night?"
"All night."
Drew cupped her face with his hands giving her a gentle kiss. "In my arms.

Mary J. Williams

#9. You're kind of... distracting.

Am I?

Yes. In the best way.

Tia Giacalone

#10. You stay married thirty-four years, you don't have to prove who's got the bigger balls. Just take it for granted she does.

Jamie Farrell

#11. What, was there something special in your ice cream?" he said like an ass.
"Estrogen," she said. "You might notice some swelling in your boobs and shrinkage in your package for a few days.

Jamie Farrell

#12. You are no star, Gabby. You're the sky. The rest of us are just circling your orbit.

Kelly Moran

#13. She picked up a taco, took a big bite, and moaned as it made its way down to her stomach. "I want to marry this taco."
"Lucky taco."
Honor stilled. That voice. That one-of-a-kind masculine scent. Bryce stood right behind her.

Robin Bielman

#14. Mandy stammered. "I've never been to a town council meeting."
"No reason you should. They're kind of like root canals." Jake straightened a tie that didn't need straightening. "You don't go in for one unless you really need to.

Sierra Donovan

#15. I must say, cowboy, I'm impressed. I was worried you could only handle eight seconds at a time.

Joya Ryan

#16. Thank God he wasn't in full uniform or her panties might have melted.
Who was she kidding? The strap of silk covering the good china was already toast just looking at him in his form-fitting jeans and a black polo with the Salvation Police Department logo.

Avery Flynn

#17. On my honor, I ain't ever tasting another woman's sexual
favors. Even if the bakery offers 'em up in a cupcake wrapper and
calls 'em whipped dreams.

Jamie Farrell

#18. Two old women described as "Charmed meets The Golden Girls with a little Bewitched thrown in for fun" were bound to have something curious to contribute.

Tracy March

#19. Don't you 'baby' me, you backwoods barbarian. I'm not settling for bringing you pie and beer for the rest of my life. I have plans. They don't include marriage to you.

Virginia Nelson

#20. He lay between her legs, propped himself on his elbows, and gazed at the sunset in her eyes. "I want to remember this moment," he said huskily.

Tracy March

#21. Would it make you feel better if I had a panic attack?" Jane sat on the couch and suppressed a small yawn. "I mean, it's almost four in the morning and a little early for a panic attack, but I can try to muster up the energy to fake one.

Michelle M. Pillow

#22. She wanted him to leave town with a smile on his face. She wanted to be memorable.

Mary J. Williams

#23. Where? Where do you want me to kiss you, Lilah?"
She shivered at the thought of where she wanted his mouth, but he pulled free to look at her, waiting for her answer. "Everywhere," she managed.

Jill Shalvis

#24. He held a beautiful bouquet of mixed wildflowers and offered them to her. "They missed you." He brushed a kiss on her lips. "Just like me.

Tracy March

#25. Life had a way of shifting under her feet like quicksand and she had learned to just make the best of it. Like Gigi always said, 'when God closes a door, he shoves you out the window.

Tracy Brogan

#26. Twining his fingers through her ponytail, he cradled the back of her head, seducing her nearly senseless with a single kiss - on a mountainside covered in wildflowers, under the summer sun and an endless sky.

Tracy March

#27. She didn't need a man. She wanted one.

Robin Bielman

#28. I'm in awe of you, Rowan Palotay," he said softly. "And plan to make love to you for the rest of the night, but right now, I want you to be a good cowgirl and ride me."
His finger hooked around the string of her panties, and he tugged them down and off. "The boots stay on.

Robin Bielman

#29. What if pretending is interfering with the person you're meant to be?" he said.

Robin Bielman

#30. She was why none of his relationships had ever lasted. He hadn't left part of himself on the river, he'd left part of himself with her.

Laura Trentham

#31. Private fireworks are far superior to public fireworks.

Tracy Brogan

#32. They laughed.
They kissed.
They loved.

Samantha Chase

#33. He grinned, "Honey, the only fire you're going to need is the one I light in you."
He was right.

Debbie Mason

#34. You make me believe that things I'd given up on a possible.

Tracy March

#35. I'm concerned about the woman you're holding prisoner in there," Beckett said. "Knock three times if you're being held against your will."
Phoebe gasped and answered, "I'm fine, too."
"Good." Beckett said with a chuckle. "I was afraid I'd have to call the cops on my cop brother.

Elle James

#36. I think it's our obligation to play, Honor. It's just a game, so can I kiss you?

Robin Bielman

#37. Open your eyes." His voice caressed her as surely as his work-roughened hands did. "Open your eyes and come with me.

Jill Shalvis

#38. His heart found something that it doesn't want to live without, he whispered.

Carolyn Brown

#39. ROSE FELT LIKE she had a neon sign flashing over her head - looking for a one night stand, only sex gods need apply.

Mary J. Williams

#40. I'm going to find ways to make you blush, just so I can enjoy the journey.

Mary J. Williams

#41. When Devon Donovan's family buys Isabelle Cooper's florist shop as an investment, she isn't sure if it's the worst thing that could happen ... or her golden opportunity to get the gorgeous billionaire to finally notice her.

Susan Meier

#42. I could use a shower myself." He pulled her close and kissed her, tucking his hand beneath the sheet and smoothing it down the satiny curve of her hip. "We'd get to breakfast a lot quicker if we took one together.

Tracy March

#43. Darlin', old don't mean dead.

Carolyn Brown

#44. A hot man like that was made for more than friendship.

Sara Humphreys

#45. But he knew how to kiss a woman until she needed his kisses more than she needed to breathe. Until her bones melted. Until she gave him exactly what he wanted.

Jamie Farrell

#46. Most men suck at communicating, Abby. Like, they seriously suck at it. I've been married for over thirty years and I can say this with great certainty.

Samantha Chase

#47. Surround yourself with things that make you smile."
He reached up and caressed her cheek. "You make me smile

Samantha Chase

#48. There are no bears on the island."
"Really, are you sure because I was hiking with my Dad and I'm sure I saw one? Either that or it was a humongous man-eating badger, with fangs. It might have been frothing at the mouth."
"Man-eating, huh? No problem then. I'm a girl.

Tracy Brogan

#49. Since the moment I saw you, all I can think about is ways to get you out of that dress." Squeezing her perfectly rounded ass, he softly growled. "So yeah, I like it.

Stacey O'Neale

#50. She wore a fitted white scoop neck shirt under a thin jacket, slim brown pants and tennis shoes. He bet she looked hot in four-inch heels. He wondered how long she'd last in this town, and he decided he wanted to sleep with her before she left.

Tami Lund

#51. Reece?" she asked softly.
"Hmmm?"
"Kiss me."
And he did. There wasn't even a possibility of saying no.

Samantha Chase

#52. He sauntered across the kitchen, six feet of male hotness and charm, heading in her direction like a drone missile locked on a target.

Melissa McClone

#53. You're gonna have to hold on tight, because this rodeo is just getting started.

Joya Ryan

#54. Mistletoe was her new favorite holiday decoration. She would have to hang some in the kitchen. All over the house. And keep the green stuff hanging until Easter. Or Thanksgiving.

Melissa McClone

#55. With cold hands he massaged her right foot, his fingertips digging into all the right places to make her groan.
"Feel good?" he asked.
"You can't imagine. You have until midnight to stop."
He chuckled. "Why midnight?"
"Because from then until daylight you can work on the other foot.

Carolyn Brown

#56. I don't want to move out of bed."
"I don't want to move out of bed either. Let's live here.

Michelle M. Pillow

#57. This Chocolate Orgasm is the best chocolate ice cream I've
ever had."
"Mikey helped with that one," Dahlia heard herself say.
Mari Belle laughed, a light, pretty sound. "I sense his
influence in the Hazel's Nuts.

Jamie Farrell

#58. It's nice to see you. Aimee calls you Bigfoot, by the way."
"Bigfoot?"
"Yeah, you know, like a mythical creature that people say they've seen in the wild but no one knows for sure if it's real. That's you ...

Tracy Brogan

#59. Will you go on a date with me Friday night? A real date, not a pretend one? I'll probably be so clumsy that you won't go out with me a second time, but please say yes.

Carolyn Brown

#60. Her life was more like a series of tattered Post-it notes with hastily scribbled goals written in dull pencil. Some of them stuck. Lots of them didn't.

Tracy Brogan

#61. I've got a hot shower and an even hotter bed only ten minutes from here."
"Hotter bed?"
"It's got a heater in it."
She narrowed her eyes. "It does not."
"Hand to heaven," he said.
She narrowed her eyes. "Does this 'heater' run on electricity?"
"Nope.

Jill Shalvis

#62. I'm going to f*** you long and hard right here in this kitchen.

Avery Flynn

#63. Something tells me that Alex has some demons and I can tell you from experience that those suckers don't go down easy.

Mary J. Williams

#64. You're like this frosting." She swiped another swirl of it on her finger, stood and leaned forward to touch it to his bottom lip. "Pretty, momentarily pleasurable, but with no real substance or sustenance.

Tracey Alvarez

#65. I don't want to go home yet." He twisted at the waist and patted the seat behind him. "Take a walk on the wild side with me.

J.M. Stewart

#66. He was acutely aware of her chest rising and falling as she tortured him with silence for several seconds before finally opening her baby blues and saying, "That Was Epic." Then she broke into a fit of laughter.

Robin Bielman

#67. So, the MacGregors."
"Yeah." Jane nodded with a long sigh. "The MacGregors."
"I don't get what the big deal is with them," Charlotte said.
"If you saw under their kilts, you would get what the big deal
" Annabelle tried to break in.

Michelle M. Pillow

#68. Well sue me for staring. I'd be willing to scrub away my shame on his washboard abs.

Tia Giacalone

#69. He covered her hands with his. "Why the hurry?"
"Seriously?" She stared at him, her jaw dropping. "I'm on fire! If we wait one more minute, I'm certain the sheets will spontaneously combust. I won't be held responsible if your house burns down because you wanted to waste time on foreplay.

Elle James

#70. He took her hand from her head and held it in his. "Your beauty could make a rose blush."
"Are you ... drunk?

Michelle M. Pillow

#71. You don't think I'm Satan, do you?"
"Of course not." She smiled across the table at him. "Snidely Whiplash, maybe. But not Satan.

Sierra Donovan

#72. If my mom sees you here, she'll ---"
"Paper the walls with my innards while the innocents watch?

Jamie Farrell

#73. Ellie swallowed hard, heat rising in her face. Within hours, she and Collin had gone from kissing in the rain to nearly strangers.
What changed?

Tracy March

#74. Must be wicked, sexy thoughts about what I'd do with Toby Dawson if I could just peel those jeans off his body and jump his bones, then.-

Carolyn Brown

#75. I couldn't even see that woman because I have blinders on when you are around, and every single thought in my head is about you.

Carolyn Brown

#76. Leaning in, he brushed his lips on Holly's cheek, and whispered in her ear, "You okay?"
She gave him a sidelong glance. "You might not promise adventure, but you sure do deliver.

Tracy March

#77. Allie's eyes followed him as he walked away. He filled out those jeans really well and she could imagine what that tight butt would look like with nothing on it at all. Good lord, she had to get a grip.

Carolyn Brown

#78. I prefer doing over watching.

Mary J. Williams

#79. I made the first move. Now it's up to him."
"Telling him you should hit the sack and get it out of your system is not making the first move.

Mary J. Williams

#80. People tend to pay attention to the guy who shouts and ignore the one who whispers.

Kelly Moran

#81. The time for playing with zippers is over.

Avery Flynn

#82. The cute little fish had big eyes and a rounded body with black polka dots and fins on either side of him that fluttered like hummingbird wings.
"He's staring at me."
"He knows a beautiful thing when he sees it.

Robin Bielman

#83. Predatory. Dangerous. Confident. God, the man was her crack and her kryptonite wrapped up together in one muscular package.

Avery Flynn

#84. A match made in heaven?" He chuckled.
"Probably not in heaven but right now you can take me there and we'll check it out." She smiled.

Carolyn Brown

#85. We don't have to tell secrets. We don't have to talk at all. We could just, you know, kiss . . . and stuff.

Tracy Brogan

#86. Give me a few minutes," he said, sounding tired but happy, "before I make good on my promises."
She circled his nipple with her finger. "That's a pretty short recovery time."
"You inspire me.

Robin Bielman

#87. There. Let the gods of friendship and common sense strike him dead.

Kelly Moran

#88. We were going to talk," she whispered.
"We are talkin', darlin'. We'll use words when necessary," he said softly.

Carolyn Brown

#89. More. Give me more.
I don't know if you're ready for this. He's shirtless.
You're killing me. Is he built?
Like a Greek god.
Nooooo.....so unfair. I don't have any hot neighbors, just acres and acres of corn fields.

Sue Barr

#90. Baseball is the only sport there is - next to bowling that is.
Luella Lorraine Lavell

Kate Curran

#91. I want to leave all my friends and the sunlight for a small, rainy town.

The Harvard Lampoon

#92. Sweetheart, wherever you are, that's where I'll be. Forever.

Samantha Chase

#93. How old are you?"

"Old enough to know better, but still young enough to do it again.

J.M. Stewart

#94. He liked the way her smile infected him and infused a bit of heat into his cold bones - a warmth missing until he'd opened the door to her flower shop.

Lyz Kelley

#95. I've had pedicures before, and I've had milk shakes. Just never at the same time. And it's glorious.

Samantha Chase

#96. Damn, I really want to kiss you.

Tracy Brogan

#97. Right on time, sugar." Josh draped his arm around her shoulders and steered her through the lobby. "Traffic okay?"
"Yeah, except when that alien spaceship landed on I-90 and then all those crickets jumped out to perform Beethoven's Fifth on kazoos. Otherwise, clear sailing.

Jamie Farrell

#98. Josh squeezed her arm. "I'll behave," he murmured. "For now."
She's going to pickle your cucumbers."
"He has more than one?" Natalie whispered.
"That's between me and Kimmie," Josh replied.

Jamie Farrell

#99. Oh, hush! You've already said you aren't the settling type. You can't have wings and roots both, cowboy.

Carolyn Brown

#100. I can taste sunshine and hope on his tongue. I want this kiss, this taste, to last forever.

Elisabeth Staab