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1 " Without the cops or the feds, the two of them were on their own. And Jack had no idea what they were up against. All he knew was that he now had the assumed future president's daughter's life in his hands. "
― B.J. Daniels , Into Dust (The Montana Hamiltons, #5)
2 " I like the clothes, too. I should shop flea markets more often." He laughed at that. "You'd look good in anything, even rags. "
3 " Seriously? You tried to ride a bucking horse?" "You did the same thing." He nodded. "But you're..." "Female? You noticed." She grinned at him and realized she was flirting about the same time he did. "
4 " She angled her head to look up at him. Her blue eyes were huge in the moonlight. One tear still clung to her lash, looking like a shining jewel. He touched it with his fingertip and it dissolved, warm and wet into his skin. His gaze shifter to her bowshaped mouth. Her lips trembled, then parted. A soft mew of a sound escaped them. There was nothing to do but kiss her. "
5 " She dropped her voice to a hoarse whisper that turned his blood to slush. "You will wake up and find me standing over your bed. You will see the flash of a blade before I plunger it into your heart. My face will be the last thing ever see. "
6 " I can't understand why anyone would ever leave here," he said if as captivated by their surroundings as she was. "It's...breathtaking." He pulled up to the house and cut the engine before he looked over at her. "Just like you. "
