Stealing Home Quotes

“She looked like an angel in the moonlight, her hair spilling over her bare shoulders, delicate perfection in every feature on her face.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Good girl,” he says, a rough edge to his voice.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Thank you. You’re being… really nice. Which makes me want to stab you with my fork for some reason.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“If I fall, save my Junior Mints.” “Absolutely not.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Even if you refuse to just tell—” The front door opens. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. “Oh, come on,” I hear Cooper say. “Not again.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“I bite his jaw. “I want you.” “You have me.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“My heart thuds, panic flooding my half-awake senses. “Seb.” “No,” he says, his voice filled with anguish. “No no no—” “Sebastian,” I say, my voice cracking in the middle of the word. I’m frozen; I need to force myself to move so we don’t topple to the floor in a heap. I try to wriggle out of his grip, but he’s too strong. “Sebastian, wake up.” “Don’t,” he cries. “Please.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“I used to think that it was because of the nightmares—dreading them, begging my mind not to succumb to them, only to wake up with a scream in my throat—but now I’m not sure. Maybe it’s something chemical.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Maybe changing your mind about something fundamental isn’t a betrayal, but a sign of growth.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“And I'll listen to my angel talk about the universe while I hold her in my arms.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“You’re my True North, Mia Angel.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Our stars don’t align. We’re not even in the same galaxy.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“I have the sense he would rather perform a root canal on himself with a pair of tweezers than talk to her.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Yeah. Messed up my finger, but it’s not too bad.” “Which one?” “Just the pinky.” “At least it’s not one of the important ones,” she says, a teasing note in her voice. I grin, even though she can’t see it. “You’re a dirty girl sometimes, di Angelo.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Show me, so I know how to take care of you, angel.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“I wonder if kissing me makes him feel the same things I do. When he looks at me, does he feel that same rich, unending hunger?”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Weeks of rain and gloom, and now the sun is back in my life. It might not be exactly how I want it, but it’s enough.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Friends with benefits with her beats a real relationship with anyone else.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Depends. You going to be a good girl and listen to me?”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Her face tells me she doesn’t quite believe me, but still, she indulges me, and I hang on every word.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“I’ve never been one for dessert before dinner, but now there’s only one thing I’m craving.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“I’d rather be her friend than have nothing at all.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“What did he tell me in that voice, once upon a time? Good girl, Mia Angel.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“She looked so goddamn beautiful just now. I could stare at her for ages, take in every angle, every detail, and never get bored.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“He smiles. It’s a smile that lights up his already-handsome face, and my breath nearly catches as I look at it.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“I’ve never been a damsel in distress, but this is the second time in as many days that he swooped in to save me, and we’re not even friends.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“One of those memory-wiping devices from Men in Black.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“Mia would know these constellations. Slap. She said she’d go to dinner with me. Slap. I thought she liked me. Slap. I liked her. Slap. I could have seen myself loving her. Slap. She left.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“I didn’t know she belonged to someone. I swear.” Sebastian tilts his head to the side. “Interesting. Does that make women property?” “What? No, I just—” “She’s her own person.” He shrugs, still casual, although something dark simmers in his gaze, like he wishes he could slam the guy’s head against the bar top. “So maybe consider that the next time you open your miserable fucking mouth.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home

“If he knows where the clitoris is, I’ll take that as a win. “Thanks.”
― Grace Reilly, Stealing Home