Quotes by Lisa Kessler

Youre not crazy. She was serious, no hint of a smile.He cocked a brow. And how do you know that?I cut hair for a living. Her dark eyes glinted with playfulness, easing some of his jacked-up nerve. I see crazy all the time. Youre not it.

He took the spatula and smiled, and she headed for the bedroom, only stopping once to see if he was watching her ass wiggle under his shirt.He chuckled. “I’d have to be dead not to look.”“I’m glad to see you’re in good health.” She grinned.

He rested a hand over hers. “Ever since I met you, keeping it professional has been practically impossible.”“So it’s true.”“Which part?”“You could get in trouble for seeing me.”He raised her hand to his lips, brushing a kiss to her knuckles. “I can handle a little trouble. How about you?”Scars and a thrill seeker. Gods help her…

He raised a brow at another abrupt change in the conversation. “Are you disappointed I couldn’t dodge a couple bullets?”A real smile teased her lips as she lowered her coffee mug. “On the contrary, I’m a sucker for a guy with scars, so for your protection, we should probably stick to the case.

He seems like a good guy, but we need to focus on finding Nia’s killer, and then finish the theater. We don’t have time for distractions. No men.” “Yeah, yeah, I know.” Mel rolled her eyes. “Inspiration before intercourse.”Callie chuckled. “I should put that on a T-shirt.

You’re not in this alone anymore. I’m not going anywhere, and if you’ll let me, I’ve got broad shoulders for you to lean on whenever you need me.

When you can inspire a muse, youve got it going on.

Lia pulled back, moonlight dancing in her dark eyes. “If you’re trying to make me go easy on you, it won’t work.”Coopers teeth brushed her lower lip. “No way. Just getting an early taste of my prize.”She grinned. “I feel like I’ve already won.”He kissed her once more, whispering, “I know I have.

My father’s corporation, the Nero Organization, supplied assassins for hire. Killing was our business, and business had been good for years.

I could shoot you in the foot.Please do. At least then I wouldnt have to endure this sock humiliation any longer.

You shouldve mentioned you were bringing a beautiful woman. I wouldve combed my hair.

The wolf demands her mate. But the woman loathes the man.

He brought up both hands to hold my face. I would die for you, Isabelle.No. I shook my head. Live for me.

Keegan rested his forearm on the wheel. “If the spell is fading, you could’ve grown old with this woman. She never had to know you were the Quartermaster on the Sea Dog when it sank in 1795.”“All true.” Colton glanced over his shoulder toward the bow. “But every man she’s ever known has lied to her. I didn’t want to be another one.

Because my division watches immortals like your crew. It’s in the government’s best interest to keep tabs on people who could potentially be assets someday. Which is why I’m here.” He turned to Colton again. “I can use my contacts to locate the group holding the Holy Grail, but the American government can’t be tied to the recovery effort in any way.”“So what are you sayin’?” Colton held his breath.“I’m saying who better to steal it back than a band of pirates?

As soon as the garage door lowered, he slid his hand into her hair, drawing her in for another kiss. Her mouth tasted like sweet brandy and spice. Damn, she was delicious.She ran her hands down his chest and tugged his shirt free from his jeans. He groaned as her cool hands explored his bare abs. His other hand wandered up from her waist, enjoying her curves until he was cupping her breast. She moaned into his mouth and arched her back into his touch, and he just about lost it right there.He pulled back, his voice a husky whisper. “I need more room and fewer clothes.

He sighed, breaking the eye contact. “I just wanted you to know why I’m cautious. When the divorce was final, I swore I’d never let another woman into my heart. Love made me weak.” He forced himself to look her in the eyes. “I’ve never met anyone like you, and today, I would’ve died for you and wouldn’t have regretted it for a second.

Her roommate was at the table with a grin that was all trouble. “So you’re not going to tell me about last night?”Erica rolled her eyes and went about getting her breakfast. “You saw Reed. How do you think it went?”She chuckled. “Being hot doesn’t mean you’re good in bed.”Erica peered over her shoulder. “We never even got to the bed.”Trin’s eyes widened. “Oh gods! I eat at this table!

She wet her lips. “And she didn’t warn you about me?”“Should she have?”Erica finished her drink, relishing the burn in her belly and the flush of heat in her cheeks as she nodded. “Definitely.”His gaze smoldered. “It’s a good thing danger is my calling, then.”“Good to know,” she said with a sly smile.

Are all firefighters as hot as you?