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Dancing with Fireflies (Chapel Springs, #2) QUOTES

Dancing with Fireflies (Chapel Springs, #2) QUOTES

21 " All he could think of was how wonderful it would be to have Jade for himself. To have his ring on her finger. Have her by his side. Quiet suppers and bathroom sink sharing and bickering over closet space. Boat rides and grocery trips and sheet wars. And later . . . school programs, family devotions, Saturday morning cartoons. He "

― Denise Hunter , Dancing with Fireflies (Chapel Springs, #2)

22 " Listen, Daniel.” She could hear the tension in her voice. “I—I made a mistake. I’ve been torturing myself with this all weekend. The last thing I wanted to do was put you on the spot or make you feel uncomfortable or like you had to—” “Yes.” “—Step in and save the day, and I never wanted you to feel—” “Yes, Jade.” “—Taken advantage of, because our friendship means—” Jade heard his words belatedly. She frowned, taking the pause to breathe because somehow she’d forgotten to do that. “What?” she asked. “I said yes.” His lips twitched a little as his eyes caught hers. “This makes three times now.” Her breath caught as she stared into his eyes, wondering if she misunderstood. If wishful thinking misconstrued his words. Had she asked a question while she’d been rambling? “Yes?” He hiked a brow. “It was a yes or no question, right?” Now she was really confused. Maybe she had asked something. She reviewed her words, but it was all a blur. “The proposition? Friday? Ringing a bell?” “You mean . . . yes? "

― Denise Hunter , Dancing with Fireflies (Chapel Springs, #2)

23 " I’ll be good to her, Mama Jo. I’ll make her happy, I swear it. I’ll be the best flipping husband there ever was. "

― Denise Hunter , Dancing with Fireflies (Chapel Springs, #2)

24 " What are you doing?” “Painting my toenails?” “You’re holding your breath.” She finished the big toe. “The fumes can’t be good for the babies.” “Neither can lack of oxygen.” She shot him a look. He held out his hand. “Give me that.” She raised a brow. “Seriously?” He patted his lap. She handed over the polish and moved her feet onto his lap, turning in her seat. Her toes were probably going to look like a four-year-old had gotten hold of them. Oh well. She could breathe now, and her knee wasn’t shoved into her protruding belly. She "

― Denise Hunter , Dancing with Fireflies (Chapel Springs, #2)

25 " He gave the final strum. The last chord was still ringing out as he looked up at her. “I was thinking about what you said earlier. About the babies being able to hear sounds. If I play this every night until they’re born, it’ll become familiar. And later it’ll remind them of being all snug inside.” A flush crept up into his cheeks. Her eyes stung at the beauty of the thought. At his sweet, selfless nature. How had she gotten so lucky? An aching lump swelled in her throat. Daniel’s face fell. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.” She scooted over on the couch. Took the guitar from his hands, setting it on the table. She pulled him into her arms, sighing. “That’s about the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” She "

― Denise Hunter , Dancing with Fireflies (Chapel Springs, #2)