Undeniably Yours Quotes

“Saint Bo, a man christened with the miraculous ability to gentle horses, nervous women, and one year olds.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Shh. Please don't cry. I'm so sorry. Here."

She opened her eyes to see him pull a tissue from his jeans. He handed it to her and she used it to press away her tears.

He carried tissues around in his pockets for her, even on nights when he had no expectation of seeing her.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“She'd faced some hard knocks in life - one really hard one five years ago - and had managed to cultivate a protective shell for herself. But like a Godiva truffle, she was only hard in a thin outer layer. Her insides were still as tender as ever.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Faith is moving ahead in obedience, dear. Just moving ahead one step at a time, trusting Him, until He shows you what's next. He'll make it clear to you eventually. Sure as anything.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“For me, you’re perfect just the way you are, and nothing you do or don’t do is ever going to change that.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“How was she going to do it? She didn't know. She had a hundred questions and just one answer. But the one answer she had trumped all the questions.
That answer? God.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“I can’t do many things,” he said fiercely, “but I can love you, Meg. I can love you every hour of every day for the rest of my life. I swear to you I can. I want to earn the right to try.” The pad of his thumb rubbed her cheek. “I love you so much I can hardly see straight. I can’t concentrate. I can’t sleep. I can’t make myself care about anything on earth except for you. I’m useless.” “No you’re not.” “I’m a mess.” “No.” “I am.” He insisted. “About you, I am.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“His glittering gaze took in her outfit, then returned to meet her eyes. "You trying to give me a stroke, countess? Because you've just about done it.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Several of my family members drain me. I wish it wasn't so, but it is."
"Anything I can do?"
"No. Thank you, though."
"Would fast food make it better?"
"Goodness, no." But she shot him a tiny smile.
"You sure? There goes Whataburger."
The smile grew.
"I could take you horseback riding."
"Possibly one of the only things more stressful than dealing with my family."
"I could telly you a corny joke."
"Hmm."
"I could prank call your family.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Where did you and your brother get your weapons from?" Meg asked Bo. "Our cars." "You drive around with handguns and shotguns in your cars?" Bo slanted a look down at her, humor in his eyes. "We're hicks from a small town in Texas. 'Course we do." She shook her head. "Wait till you see the arsenal I'll be driving around with from now on.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“She'd fill her coffee cup in the morning and remember the way he'd extended those confounded tissues to her at the top of the stairs. "I told you I'd have them ready," he'd said. Who did that? Who carried around tissues for a woman they hardly knew, just in case she got teary. The tissues were to blame, she'd decided, for the turn her heart had taken. It was all, all, ALL the tissues' fault!”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Will the soft comfy furniture have pink on it?"
"Of course." He made a dissatisfied sound.
"What's the matter with pink?"
"I'm a man. That's what's the matter.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“The uncertainty,” Sadie Jo agreed. She reached across the table and covered Meg’s hand with her own. “I don’t think the Lord lets any of us get through life without some seasons like that. Otherwise, how would He grow our faith?” She squeezed Meg’s hand. “Faith is moving ahead in obedience, dear. Just moving ahead one step at a time, trusting Him, until He shows you what’s next. He’ll make it clear to you eventually. Sure as anything.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“And a last. You know the expression ‘white on rice’?” She nodded. “That’s how closely I’ll be sticking to you from now on every time you leave Whispering Creek.” “Yes, sir.” “Just warning you. I don’t want to hear any complaints.” “No complaints.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“I’m yours. Until I die, and even after that, I’m yours.” She shook her head as moisture rushed to her eyes. “I didn’t do the things you’re saying I did. I don’t know why you or Brimm think that I did them, but please believe me. Please. I would never, not for anything in the world, hurt you. Never. I swear it.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“She didn’t realize she was fiddling with the back of her earring until he took hold of her hand and pressed a kiss into her palm. Without a word, he pulled her into his lap, surrounded her with the two flaps of his corduroy jacket, and hugged her against him.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Will the soft comfy furniture have pink on it?” “Of course.” He made a dissatisfied sound. “What’s the matter with pink?” “I’m a man. That’s what’s the matter.” Her lips curved. “Perhaps I could make some concessions.” “Generous of you.” “How about if I limit pink to the master bedroom only?” “Definitely no pink in the master bedroom.” “No?” “A man shouldn’t sleep under pink covers.” She laughed, but her mind caught on the mental image of him with her under any-colored covers. Her skin flushed. “Well, then how about a pink guest room? Whenever I need a fix, I’ll just go in there and breathe in the pink.” “I’ll agree to that.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“I’m so sorry. Don’t cry.” “You are good enough.” “Shh. Please don’t cry. I’m so sorry. Here.” She opened her eyes to see him pull a tissue from his jeans. He handed it to her and she used it to press away her tears. He carried tissues around in his pockets for her, even on nights when he had no expectation of seeing her. Despite his attempts to convince her otherwise, he was one of the best, most worthy, most deserving men she’d ever met.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Want to tell me what’s the matter?” he asked. She took a good while to answer. They drove north on 75, the office buildings and stores that lined the freeway whipping past. “You know how there are some people in your life that build you up?” she asked. “And some people that drain you?” “Yes.” “Several of my family members drain me. I wish it wasn’t so, but it is.” “Anything I can do?” “No. Thank you, though.” “Would fast food make it better?” “Goodness, no.” But she shot him a tiny smile. “You sure? There goes Whataburger.” The smile grew. “I could take you horseback riding.” “Possibly one of the only things more stressful than dealing with my family.” “I could tell you a corny joke.” “Hmm.” “I could prank call your family.” She chuckled. “What helps is having you around. That’s enough.” He hadn’t known, before her, that tenderness could hurt. But it did. The sweetness of her words burned him. She shifted to face him. “Thank you for coming with me tonight. I know it wasn’t exactly your type of thing.” “What do you mean? I love the Crescendo Hotel.” “The Crescent.” “Oh. Right.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“You clean up well.” “Not half as well as you.” His glittering gaze took in her outfit, then returned to meet her eyes. “You trying to give me a stroke, countess? Because you’ve just about done it.” She laughed. “Did you just call me countess?” “You are one, right?” “I don’t believe we have any countesses here in America.” “Sure about that?” “Pretty sure.” “Well, if we had any, you’d be one. You look beautiful.” His compliment poured over her like a sunbeam. “Thank you. So do you.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“She wanted one last peek at him. No, she shouldn’t— She had to. Couldn’t resist. Meg glanced back and found him standing exactly where he had been, stock-still, watching her. He tipped the front of his hat. Oh, cowboy, she thought. What in the world am I going to do with you?”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Bo glanced at Meg, who’d frozen in place, almost too afraid to move lest Jayden start back in on the screaming. “I’m winging it,” Bo said to her. “You’re a magician. Thank God you’re here.” Bo winked at her. Saint Bo, a man christened with the miraculous ability to gentle horses, nervous women, and one-year-olds.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“She'd learned that she could count on Him in the same way that she could count on there being sixty minutes in an hour, or twenty-four hours in a day.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“I always have been, am, and always will be undeniably yours. - Bo”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours

“Jake stood next to him, his shotgun over one shoulder. “Where did you and your brother get your weapons from?” Meg asked Bo. “Our cars.” “You drive around with handguns and shotguns in your cars?” Bo slanted a look down at her, humor in his eyes. “We’re hicks from a small town in Texas. ’Course we do.” She shook her head. “Wait till you see the arsenal I’ll be driving around with from now on.”
― Becky Wade, Undeniably Yours