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101 " He heard his father’s voice inside his head . . . “Don’t throw the first punch, son; throw the last. "
― Catherine Bybee , Doing It Over (Most Likely To, #1)
102 " She’d barely survived him the first time. Playing emotional roulette with him now was dangerous. Even if it felt damn good to be in his arms again. "
― Catherine Bybee , Not Quite Mine (Not Quite, #2)
103 " Walt guided her into a middle seat and took the one across from her. The hatch was already being shut before they buckled. “This has Monica and Trent written all over it,” Dakota finally said. "
― Catherine Bybee , Not Quite Forever (Not Quite, #4)
104 " I’ll give you details later, but let’s just say there was a really good reason he spooked and ran off. Once he realized I wasn’t engaged when we met, and hadn’t lied to him, he wanted a chance.”“A chance?”“To see me, to date.”“And hug?” Katie asked.Monica shook her head. “No, actually. We’re not going to hug.”Jessie looked at her like she was crazy. “Not hug?”“I always hug first and get to know the guy later. Which usually ends up with the it’s-not-you-it’s-me talk.” It had always been her and not them.“Wow! "
― Catherine Bybee , Not Quite Enough (Not Quite, #3)
105 " butter in ten years,” Gerald added. “I "
― Catherine Bybee , Not Quite Crazy (Not Quite, #6)
106 " You keep some secrets so long that saying them out loud breathes new life into old haunts. "
― Catherine Bybee , Married by Monday (The Weekday Brides #2)
107 " Next to bartenders, hair salons were notorious for clients unloading their emotional garbage on the stylist. Must have something to do with sitting in a chair and being told not to move for hours on end to bring out all of one’s problems to a near stranger. "
― Catherine Bybee , Single by Saturday (The Weekday Brides, #4)
108 " They both laughed at the image that swam between them like a cloud. "
― Catherine Bybee , Staying For Good (Most Likely To, #2)
109 " Hey, California,” he said on the phone, his voice sleepy.“Did you just get home?”“I forgot how annoying commercial flights are.”“Slumming with the rest of us?” Monica joked.“It’s a pain when I know there’s a better way. Besides, I don’t like someone else driving.”“Control freak.”“Look who’s talking. "
110 " detected?” Dean was sure Max "
111 " looking as scared as mice in a kitchen full of cats. "
112 " They met in Eliza and Carter’s southern California home. Dean and Jim sat on opposite sides of the room. Karen and Michael faced each other across the living room. Carter hadn’t arrived from Sacramento and planned on joining them the next day. "
― Catherine Bybee , Fiancé by Friday (The Weekday Brides, #3)
113 " From Walt’s long gulp, she knew the information "
114 " plate away and stood. Gabi took her coffee, grabbed a throw from the back of the couch as she made her way outside. She opened the French doors that spilled onto a deep, covered patio. A double chaise sat on one end and looked out over the backyard. The gray skies and moist drizzle matched her mood and offered the perfect quiet to reflect on her life. At "
― Catherine Bybee , Treasured by Thursday (The Weekday Brides, #7)
115 " jaws "
116 " Leo diverted his attention from the couple that had walked into the restaurant and toward the woman he’d just bumped into. Dishwater blonde with mysterious eyes and full pink lips. Beautiful "
― Catherine Bybee , A Thin Disguise (Richter, #2)
117 " She took a deep breath and leapt from the tallest obstacle on which she’d ever been perched. “I’m going to tell you something. I don’t expect a response.” She hesitated. “I love you.”Trent closed his eyes. “Say that again,” he whispered.“I love you, Trent.”He found her gaze and stared deep inside. “Thank God.”The edge of despair in his voice placed a smile on her face.“I didn’t want to fall alone. I love you, Monica.” He held her face in his hand and said, “God, do I love you! "
118 " lush. If one of "
119 " I’m sure it will work out.” Gwen was sure of no such thing…but if there was one thing she had learned after living in the States for nearly a year it was that Americans were wonderful at saying things they didn’t mean. To be fair, the British were, too. "
120 " small top she wore, and disappeared between her breasts. He set his cup of coffee down before he dropped it. She wore yoga pants that fit like a second skin. Her toes peeked out from below, with pink sparkly polish finishing her off. As his eyes roamed back to her face he found her hungry gaze on him. She held a towel to her hair "