Fire and Ice Quotes

“The best thing to do if you start thinking such things (falling in love) is to lie down and wait for it to pass. It always does.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“What happened to you? Did you finally annoy someone enough to have them beat the shit out of you?”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“I thought you'd be halfway to Tokyo by now,” she said, stalling.
“Not without you.”
Oh, man, she was so screwed. He was bad enough when he was giving her shit. Right now he was looking at her as if
she was the most precious thing on earth, and she knew what she looked and smelled like. The world had turned upside
down.
“I don't suppose you love me,” she said. “Even a little bit?”
“Don't be an idiot, Ji-chan. Why else would I be here? Now, do you want to stay here or do you want to prove you're really
crazy and come with me?”
“Will you grow your hair again?”
“If you want me to.”
“Then tell me.”
“You're not going to make this easy, are you? Su-chan warned me about you.”
“She warned me, too. Tell me.”
He let out a long-suffering sigh. “Aishiteru,” he muttered.
“In English.”
“I love you.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“I don't love you,” he said. And he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, a kiss of passion and desperation, a kiss of deep
currents and longing. “I don't love you,” he said again.
“Of course you don't,” she murmured happily. And she followed him out the door, into the lion's den.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“He had no idea what Jilly Lovitz would appreciate or not. And why the hell did her name have so many fucking L's in it? She'd probably done it on purpose, just to annoy him.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“And then he saw the tears begin to slide down her bruised face.
“How badly are you hurt?” He should have checked her chart on the way in, but he'd wanted to get out of sight as quickly as possible.
“Nothing interesting,” she said, sounding faintly disgruntled. “Just a sprained ankle and some bruises. It's my heart.”
“Your heart?” he echoed, panicked. “Do you have internal injuries...?”
“It's broken,” she said, soft, plaintive, the tears still sliding down her face.
He muttered a curse. It was just the drugs talking, but he could feel his own heart twist inside. She lay in the middle of the wide hospital bed, but she was looking very small, and he simply climbed up beside her, pulling her into his arms with exquisite care, not wanting to hurt her any more.
She let out a small sound, and for a moment he thought it was a cry of pain, but then she moved closer, putting her face against his shoulder, and he could feel her crying. “I missed you,” she said, her voice muffled.
“I know.” He held her gently—she suddenly felt fragile, and he'd almost been too late.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“Where is the motorcycle?”
“I ditched it. Someone will find it sooner or later and return it to the rental company.”
“Not in the U.S.”
“We're not in the U.S., in case you haven't noticed. People don't steal lost property, they return it.”
“How did you get this car?”
“I stole it.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“He turned back, and there was an odd light in his eyes. “Did I ever tell you that I can't live without you?” he said.
“No,” she said. “You can tell me about it when we survive.” She could barely breathe, death was eating its way toward her, and she wanted to laugh out loud with the joy of it.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“She should feel sick. Horrified, stunned. But the horrible truth was, she felt fine. He killed. He killed to protect her. And some
ancient, atavistic streak inside her wanted to preen and purr. She was one sick puppy.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“Jilly looked at it with a sinking heart. It was difficult enough when the exotic, undeniably gorgeous creature of her fantasies had turned out to be an obnoxious bully. Of course he had to have a Harley, as well, completing the perfect bad-boy image. With the tattooed teardrops on his high cheekbones and spiky, waist-length, flame-colored hair and his long, leather-clad legs and pointy-toed cowboy boots, he was almost irresistible, despite his manners.
A Harley sealed the deal. He was all her adolescent fantasies come true.
And it was time to grow up.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice

“She managed to finger-comb her hair into some kind of order, though it was a little too punk for her peace of mind. Not that she'd ever minded looking punk; in fact, the cut had been designed for that effect. But right now Reno was punk enough for both of them.”
― Anne Stuart, Fire and Ice