Double Dare Quotes

“Someone to share his life with, who would greet him with a smile and a kiss, and a toddler to tackle him around the knees. Not much by today's standards, but everything by his own.”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“You don’t want to wake up one morning and realize that everything you’ve done in your life has been to please someone else. That you’ve let yourself be railroaded along the way.”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“But sometimes waiting can be murder…”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

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― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Still, agreeing to an adventure and getting involved with Lou were two entirely different things. He only hoped that she understood”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Giddy with a sense of liberation,”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“white satin and lace, Louisa Marie Honeycutt dove into the waiting limousine, slid across the expansive leather seat, then with a furtive look out the tinted window, issued the desperate order again. Befuddled, her driver started to protest. “But—”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“morning, it would only be a matter of time before she sidled up and kissed him again. Then Sam would”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Jaynes reddened, but blustered on. “Your”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“She was one hell of a saleswoman, who could talk almost anyone into anything. Her phone skills were incomparable. Had any of those previous employers kept Mona long enough to discover that, Sam wouldn’t have one of the very best secretaries in the greater Atlanta area. In his business, an employee with her particular skills was a must. Besides which, the moody Mona had grown on him. Despite her surly attitude, he sensed a kinder nature in her. She was nice to her cat. An animal lover couldn’t be all that bad, could they?”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Lou closed the door behind him, then banged her head against the cool metal surface. “Stupid, stupid, stupid,” she chanted to herself. Oh well, she’d just have to suck it up and call her father. Dread coursed through her at the thought. He’d have to deal with the details—Edwina particularly. Lou worried her lip.”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“She’d done it! She’d escaped!”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“In a blur of white satin and lace, Louisa Marie Honeycutt dove into the waiting limousine, slid across the expansive leather seat, then with a furtive look out the tinted window,”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Narrowly,”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Giddy with a sense of liberation, Lou clamped a hand over mouth to keep a wicked giggle from escaping.”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“couldn’t go home, she couldn’t go to a friend. Getting cash and checking into a hotel would take care of the immediate problem, but not the long-term one. Ultimately, she needed to get out of town, to get as far out of Atlanta as she possibly could at the moment. Her brow furrowed. But where could she possibly— Suddenly a phrase emblazoned on a nearby awning snagged her attention. Are you ready for the time of your”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“I see,” she interrupted crisply. “Snorkeling is too tame for you. Okay. Fine. I can think of something else. Quite honestly, I didn’t think that I would have to justify my adventure.” She speared him with a dry look. “And you are the one who pointed out that I must invent my own. Nevertheless,” she went on. “If snorkeling isn’t your style I’m certain that I can come up with something a little more…titillating. Let’s see,” she mused.”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“warning bell in Sam’s head. Man-eating sharks and Bigfoot forgotten, he paused and gave her a considering look. “Are you in some sort of trouble?” A sharp titter of patently false laughter erupted from her throat, reinforcing Sam’s suspicions. Giving him a don’t-be-silly look, she reached up and twisted a coil of gold hair around her finger. “T-trouble?” she stuttered. “No, of course not. Why would you think that?” “I don’t know…” Sam trailed off absently. A broken string with a few tiny pearls lay next to the curve of her breast. A breast he shouldn’t have been looking at, but… Puzzled, Sam frowned. Noticing the direction of his gaze, she blushed and jerked her arm down. “As an added incentive, I’ll”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“adjectives which referred to an ultra-masculine man. The kind of man a woman sighed over. Lou gulped. And wanted. Not the kind of man who she generally kept company with, for sure. But what female”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“who’ve been treated like garbage by their horrible husbands and would rather wait for widowhood than endure a divorce.”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“husbands and would rather wait for widowhood than endure a”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“her mind preoccupied, her gaze trained on the changing sky—partly cloudy, partly clear—as they neared the downtown Atlanta area. Bradford pears and planters filled with flowers added a splash of color among the concrete and glass and steel. “Y-you realize, of course, that this is only temporary,”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“wanted to rail at Lou, blame her for getting under his skin, for making him fall in love with her. He wanted to hate her for being the answer to his dream, then snatching it out of his grasp. Over the past few days, his “Honey, I’m home” dream had begun to shape into a reality. The toddler he’d dreamed of”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Humph. Like hell. James Whitehorn Honeycutt would simply have to find another way to merge Honeycutt Foods with Reedwater Snacks. Regardless of what her father thought, the merger wasn’t worth her freedom, or her happiness. She wasn’t some medieval bride to be bartered off like a herd of cattle and a milk goat, for pity’s sake. She was a woman who wanted more, who wanted to”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Humph. Like hell. James Whitehorn Honeycutt would simply have to find another way to merge Honeycutt Foods with Reedwater Snacks. Regardless of what her father thought, the merger wasn’t worth her freedom, or her happiness. She wasn’t some medieval bride to be bartered off like a herd of cattle and a milk goat, for pity’s sake. She was a woman who wanted more, who wanted to make her own decisions, her own choices. It saddened her”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“James Whitehorn Honeycutt would simply have to find another way to merge Honeycutt Foods with Reedwater Snacks. Regardless of what her father thought, the merger wasn’t worth her freedom, or her happiness. She wasn’t some medieval bride to be bartered off like a herd of cattle and a milk goat, for pity’s sake. She was a woman who wanted more, who wanted to make her own decisions, her own choices. It saddened”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“plan yet, Jaynes.” She grimaced. Probably because she hadn’t had one. “Just get as far away from the church as you can,” she instructed grimly, her satin gown hissing against the leather as she shifted into a move comfortable position. Eyes darting nervously between the road and the rearview mirror, her timid driver”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“I was, uh, curious as to the w-whereabouts of your, er…groom?” Lou removed the last”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“I imagine he’s at the altar,” she replied matter-of-factly. “Where I left him.” Jaynes’ eyes bugged and a little choking sound emerged from”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare

“Eyes darting nervously between the road and the rearview mirror, her timid driver cleared his throat. “May I be so bold as to ask a question, miss?” In the process of removing”
― Rhonda Nelson, Double Dare