Hugh Quotes

“I have to say, your technique is really different. Curran hammered at the spell until it broke. You just talk. Help me out here, what’s the strategy? Are you hoping the ward will get tired and kill itself so it won’t have to listen to you anymore?”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Breaks

“I should’ve been furious, but for some reason I wasn’t. Maybe because I knew he was telling the truth. Maybe because Voron left me just like that, without the much-needed explanations. Maybe because things I had learned about him since his death had made me doubt everything he’d ever said to me. Whatever the case, I felt only a hollow, crushing sadness. How touching. I understood my adoptive father’s killer. Maybe after this was over, Hugh’s head and I could sing “Kumbaya” together by the fire.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Rises

“His leg throbbed, but his heart felt lighter, and for the first time in years, the world seemed to be filled with possibility.
“I love you,” he said. And he thought to himself, That makes five. Five times he’d said it. It wasn’t nearly enough.
“And I love you.” She bent down and kissed his leg.
He touched his face and felt tears. He hadn’t realized he was crying. “I love you,” he said again.”
― Julia Quinn, The Sum of All Kisses

“Let us agree that we are marrying so we can go on quarreling in the greatest comfort and convenience.

Oh, please, Althea, look at me. Do say yes.”
― Patrice Kindl, Keeping the Castle

“And when he kissed her . . .
All she wanted was more.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured, and for the first time in her life, Sarah truly believed that she was.
She touched his cheek. “So are you.”
Hugh smiled down at her, a silly half grin that told her he did not believe her for one second.”
― Julia Quinn, The Sum of All Kisses

“I had a feeling you’d like that,” he said with a satisfied grin.
“Why do I feel it . . . everywhere?”
“Everywhere?” he murmured. His fingers moved between her legs. “Or here?”
“Everywhere,” she said breathlessly, “but there most of all.”
― Julia Quinn, The Sum of All Kisses

“I'm sorry, Hugh. I don't know what came over me."
Hugh pulled her close and curled his body around hers. "I came over you, darling.”
― Minerva Spencer, Barbarous

“He’s gone? Then why can’t I look?”
“Just be patient. They’re almost done.” His hold relaxed as Hugh reached up and patted her on the head. Her mouth dropped open. He actually patted her on the head. Like she was an obedient toddler or a puppy who’d learned to sit on command. After the all clear, she was so going to punch him. Hard. In his stupid, too-appealing face.”
― Katie Ruggle, On the Chase

“Hugh grunted. "I didn’t even get that promise. All I got was a ‘mind your business.’ Obviously, she’s forgotten that everything is my business—everything interesting, at least. My curiosity is hungry and must be fed. Otto? Anything from the lovely Sarah?”
― Katie Ruggle, Through the Fire

“Theo tied off the top of a full garbage bag and then lifted it out of the container without any visible effort. Although the play of his muscles didn’t fascinate Grace as much as if Hugh had been the one flexing, she couldn’t help but watch. A balled-up paper towel hit her on the side of the head, bouncing off harmlessly.
Grace turned narrowed eyes on Hugh. “That better have been clean.”
“It was. Mostly. Now stop drooling over Theo and pay attention to me.”
― Katie Ruggle, On the Chase

“She grinned at him and he quieted abruptly.”
― Katie Ruggle, On the Chase

“He waved at a red pickup—one that looked old in a ready-for-the-junkyard way, rather than in a classic-car-show way—parked behind Jules’s SUV. A shepherd-type dog sat in the passenger seat, watching them with huge, pricked ears. “Why?”
“No reason.” A rustling sound made her jerk her head around, but it was only the wind making leaves dance across the road.
“Uh-huh,” Hugh said, not sounding as if he believed her. “Was someone bothering you in there?”
“She wasn’t sure how to answer that. Although she would’ve sworn she heard someone outside her dressing room, she was starting to think that she was imagining things. After all, the past several days would’ve messed with almost anyone’s sanity. Since she didn’t want to consider that she couldn’t trust her own senses, she changed the subject. “What are you doing out here?”
“Just…more errands.” For the first time since she’d met him, Hugh didn’t answer with his usual cocky confidence. Instead, his gaze darted to the side as he slid his hands in his pockets, looking like a strangely appealing combination of naughty boy and confident man. He snuck a glance at her, and she raised an eyebrow, making him huff and swing a hand toward the pickup. “My truck’s right there. I had to walk by here to get to it.”
“Uh-huh.” She echoed his skeptical sound from earlier. “Do we need to have the stalking-is-bad talk again?”
“I’m a cop, not a stalker,” he said with exaggerated patience. “I arrest stalkers.”
“Might want to check out your house.”
“What?”
She smirked. “It’s looking a little see-through and glassy to me.”
“What?” “Glass house? Throwing stones?”
Lips pursed, he eyed her for several seconds. “You’re not very good at telling jokes.”
“I’m an excellent joke teller!” Grace huffed.
“Uh-huh.”
― Katie Ruggle, On the Chase

“So..." His eyebrows wagged teasingly, "Wanna make out?”
― Katie Ruggle, On the Chase

“Oh, I can keep up.” He sounded like he was back to his usual self. “We could run all the way to Denver, and I’d still keep up. In fact, I could run even faster than you, much faster, but I don’t want to get ahead of the handler.”
“Hugh.” She gave him a sharp look, knowing why Theo always seemed to be at the end of his patience.”
― Katie Ruggle, Through the Fire

“If you keep this up, I’m going to have to race you, and we’ll both lose, because I’ll be puking and you’ll be limping and Theo will yell at us.”
― Katie Ruggle, Through the Fire

“It used to be peaceful around here, especially in the winter. Not so much anymore.”
“Yeah, ever since Jules and the kids arrived—” Hugh started, but Theo cut him off.
“The bombs didn’t start going off until Grace arrived.”
― Katie Ruggle, Through the Fire