Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6) QUOTES

2 " Because I love you,” I repeated, looking her right in the eye. “I know I’m too old for you, and you could have anyone you wanted—someone with a bigger bank account, someone younger and smarter, someone with way less baggage.” “Someone less hairy,” said Hallie. “That doesn’t snore,” added Luna. “As I was saying,” I went on, throwing a brief but menacing glance over my shoulder at my kids, “I know you could find someone better for you. But you won’t find someone who loves you more. Or wants to be with you the way I do. "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

4 " I looked at the girls. Luna had her hands over her mouth. Hallie’s eyes were wide, and she pointed to the bathroom door. “Winnie was naked,” she whispered. “We saw her bum. "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

6 " Daddy’s earlobes are funny. Don’t you think?” Crunch, crunch, crunch. “Funny like how?” Luna asked. “I don’t know.” Hallie stuck something in her mouth and spoke around it. “They’re just so big and lobey.” Luna giggled. “Yeah.” More crackling of the bag. More crunching. And if I wasn’t mistaken, I felt some crumbs drop onto my chest. “Hallie, look what you did. You got Cheetos in Daddy’s chest hair.” I felt someone blowing on me. “Now they’re gone.” “No. You missed some. Right there, it’s orange. See?” “Be careful, Luna. You’re gonna drip.” That’s when I felt a cold splat on my belly. I opened my eyes and saw a purple blob at the top of my abs. “What the hell is that?” “It’s jelly from my toast.” Luna leaned over and slurped it up like an anteater. “Sorry. "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

8 " Please give me another chance!” Breathing hard, I waited for a light to come on, a door to open, a sign that she still loved me . . . but the house remained dark and silent. Crickets chirped. I glanced over at the girls, who seemed just as distraught as I was. They looked at each other, and then back at me. That’s when I heard a feminine voice come out of the darkness behind me. “Hey Winnie? Yeah, it’s Audrey. There’s some guy across the street yelling at the Wilsons’ house, but I think he’s talking to you.” Oh, fuck. Horrified, I spun around on my knees. A teenage couple stood under a front porch light at a home across the street. The girl was talking into her phone. “Dude,” the guy called out. “I think you’re at the wrong house.” Fuck. Me. Behind the couple, the front door opened and a barrel-chested man came storming out the front door wearing jeans, a USMC sweatshirt, and a scowl. “What’s going on out here? Who’s shouting?” “That guy over there is telling Winnie that he’s sorry and he loves her, but he’s at the wrong house,” said the girl. “I feel really bad for him.” “What?” The man’s chest puffed out further and he squinted in my direction. Then Winnie’s mom appeared on the porch, pulling a cardigan around her. “Is everything okay?” No. Everything was not okay. “Who is that guy?” her dad asked, and by his tone I could tell what he meant was, Who is that fucking idiot? “Is it Dex?” Frannie leaned forward and squinted. “Is that you, Dex?” “Yeah. It’s me.” I’d never wanted a sinkhole to open up and swallow me as badly as I did at that moment. If my kids hadn’t been there, I might have taken off on foot. Just then, a car pulled into their driveway, and my stomach lurched when Winnie jumped out of the passenger side. Her friend Ellie got out of the driver’s side and looked back and forth between Winnie and me. “Holy shit,” she said. “Dex?” Winnie started walking down the drive and stopped at the sidewalk, gaping at me kneeling in the spotlight from the streetlamp above. “What on earth are you doing?” “Hi, Winnie!” Hallie and Luna started jumping up and down and waving like mad. “Hi!” And then, because apparently there wasn’t a big enough audience, another car pulled up in front of the MacAllisters’ house, and a second teenage girl jumped out. “Bye!” she yelled, waving as the car drove off. Then she noticed everyone outside. “Oh, crap. Did I miss curfew or something?” “No,” the first teenage girl said, hopping down from the porch. “Omigod, Emmeline, this is amazing. Kyle was just leaving when this man pulled up, jumped out of his car, and starts shouting to Winnie that he loves her and he wants another chance—but he was yelling at the Wilsons’ house, not ours. Not that it mattered, because she wasn’t even here.” “Audrey, be quiet!” Winnie put her hands on her head. “Dex. What is this? Why are you on your knees?” “We told him to do that!” Hallie shouted proudly. “Because that’s what the ogre would do! "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

10 " I pumped my fist. “Fuck yeah.” “That’s another dollar, Daddy,” Luna said. “Remember the swear jar.” “There’s no way I’m having a swear jar in this house, girls. I’ll go broke.” “Or maybe you’ll stop swearing,” Hallie said. I leveled her with a look. “Not. Fucking. Likely. "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

12 " Yeah.” Luna giggled. “Is that hair in his nose?” “Ew, I think it is. I never noticed that before.” “Maybe he cuts it,” Luna said. “I saw him giving his bushy eyebrows a haircut once.” More giggling. “I’m glad my eyebrows don’t look like that.” “They kind of do.” “Do not!” Hallie was indignant. “I just mean they’re dark like his. But don’t worry, yours aren’t as fuzzy. Daddy’s are like black caterpillars crawling over his eyes.” Hallie snickered. “Totally.” Silence for ten blissful seconds. And then. “Daddy has an outie. I have an innie.” “Me too.” “Outies are funny-looking.” “I know.” The next thing I knew, one of them stuck a finger in my belly button. I opened my eyes. “Seriously?” Luna, whose finger was still on my belly button, grinned. “Did that wake you up?” “Your shit-talking woke me up. "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

14 " Hey, would you girls like a pedicure this morning?” “Yes!” Luna shouted. “What’s a pedicure? "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

16 " This isn’t a date.” “Thank God.” “But if you want to wear the sexy black underwear, I won’t be mad. "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

18 " But they were still breathing, which meant I’d successfully kept two humans alive for one more day. I called that a victory. "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)

20 " I wasn’t, was I? How come the answer felt a little muddy in my brain? Was it the blowjob? "

― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)