Return to Monte Carlo Quotes

“I love you,” he says in a low voice, just for me. “You don’t do the love stuff. It’s not your thing.” “Loving you is my thing.”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo

“What is wrong with me that I like to give in, like I’m creased paper and all anyone has to do is apply the slightest pressure, and I fold myself right up?”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo

“Every sight of Marco hits me like the first. It makes me clumsy and jumpy. It makes me stupid.”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo

“I want you,” he says, low and deep and soft. “You and your mama. I am going to keep you both with me. I do not care if you are furious with me or disappointed or angry at the world. There is nothing you can do or say”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo

“Finally, after what feels like minutes, he lowers his hands and blows out another breath. “Diane, I mean the rough stuff is over. Not our marriage.” He waits. What am I supposed to say? Our marriage never started. We only ever had the ‘rough stuff.’ When I don’t say anything, he goes on. “You don’t really like it. It’s just all you know.” His face hardens. “I corrupted you. You were innocent. You don’t know how it’s supposed to be.”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo

“I defied everyone so that I could make her miserable. I press my lips to her temple and taste salt. “All I’ve ever wanted to do was make you happy, Diane.” “Well, when do you plan to start?” she asks, sniffling.”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo

“Why won’t you ever fight in my corner?” Her quiet voice is hollow. Lonely. “At least sometimes.”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo

“She’ll be happy and forget about this whole misadventure. Considering her condition, hormones are more than likely to blame for most of this mess. I’ll call Doctor Wiederman and get a referral for a head shrink, or have him prescribe Diane the pills that Mother and Chiara swear by.”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo

“She’s here now. I will fix this, too. No more treating her like a mistress. No more leaving her to her own devices. She’s going to become a real wife. Learn Italian and take on her duties, no more excuses. If she can navigate the mall, she can act as my hostess and serve on a few charity boards. She had too much time on her hands. That was the problem.”
― Cate C. Wells, Return to Monte Carlo