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“While young, our lives are shaped by environment, heredity and all kinds of things in the world around us that we can’t control. But there comes a time when we have the ability to take charge and mold our life into what we want it to be. Only the weak blame parents, their race, sex, or plain bad luck. We all have the power and ability to recognize what we are today and to determine what we will be tomorrow.”

“Andy and Dingo will likely inspect your barn and outbuildings and then sit along the Dismal riverbank and stare at the water flowing by. He has always been a loner of sorts, lost in his thoughts, speaking only when he feels strongly about something—like when he defended his dad. Most of the time, he seems to live in a world of silence like the dog."

"I daresay no man has ever impressed me more than Morgan Fraser. I am slow to judge people at first meeting, but I immediately saw him as a good, strong man. He tends to be quiet and unassuming, but he carries a conscience that is both his greatest virtue and heaviest burden. I hope I can come to know him better.”

“Neither of us may have the opportunities we are seeking. I suspect he is dead by now.”

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“Oh shit,” Cody said in a low voice. He held up his hands, palms out. “Easy there, fella—or gal. Whichever. I don’t want to hurt you. I just want to get a good look at you, okay? You’re a mystery wrapped in an enigma tied up in a riddle, and we just want to get to know you a bit better. We’ve got some nice fresh blood for you in those traps back in the woods. Why don’t you go sniff around inside one of them?”

He was the same as when I'd first met him. His jaw square; his nose flat. Hair long and lank and badly knotted. Kindness behind his smoldering eyes. Everything I loved about him was unchanging. Unchanging in spite of the new lines on his face, on his forehead and around his cheeks. A beautiful, unchanging boy in a changing body.

I am old and stupid and in love.

This is super fun!! 👍😁👍

Seventeen years. That's how long I've known him. That's how long I've loved him. Seventeen years later and he still makes my heart feel giddy and weightless. Seventeen years later and my favorite place in the world is still the safety of his arms. Seventeen years later and I'm still a sappy idiot. Go figure.

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I sat next to Rafael on the sofa. He looked at me, his face contorting into about a thousand different expressions. I love that about him. I love everything about him, but his facial expressions are the best. Smoldering is his default. Bewildered is his backup.

He broke into a grin--radiant, boyish, beautiful. A grin that scattered light into his dark blue eyes. "You're an ass," he said.

“You’re impossible, you know that?”

“Yeah, I get that a lot, but if they just breathe through it, they can usually take it.” 🤭

“Okay, crossing a line,” Demetrius said and turned back to the filing, trying to keep the explicitly sexual images that Cody’s remark had conjured from filling his mind.

Morg often took journeys in his own head and found that he generally never felt alone in his own company. He supposed that was how he had tolerated the life of a roving marshal.

😁 Yep!

Question for those of you that occasionally read a physical book.
Do you ever find yourself, while reading a physical book, putting your index finger on a word and holding it there while waiting for a window to pop up and give you the definition or a Wikipedia entry? No? Okay, guess it's just me. Just checkin'.

Oh, my! 🥺 This is wrecking me ... in the best possible way! 😲

“I think these guys are going to do everything in their power to keep you safe and make sure you’re taken care of. Do you feel you can trust them?”

“They will try. I see that. They will fail.”

His belief in the power of the Consortium was unwavering. I wasn’t sure we could take them on, but I did know I couldn’t abandon Four to be tossed into that world again. We’d fight because that was the promise we made.