With Open Arms Quotes

“Let’s see…what did you say? Ah yes…you made this sweet and delectable, just for me. Then you were disappointed I wouldn’t sample what you offered.” He loomed nearer. “Never utter something suggestive if you’re not prepared to follow through with it.”
― Cindy Nord, With Open Arms

“No, now I know four secrets.” “Four?” A perfectly sculpted brow arched and her laugh twisted Jackson’s quixotic emotions into a knot. The pressure inside his pants grew. He envisioned her naked beneath him, her long, coltish legs wrapped tight in a lover’s squeeze around his waist. A sliver of sweat slid down his neck. God help me, I want her. He shot a glance to the cup and saucer on the piano. “You make and serve tea. That’s one.” His hand slid along the Steinway, thankful for the coolness beneath his fingers. “Two…you play this instrument with remarkable skill.” He motioned toward her green damask evening gown. “Three. You do know how to wear a dress.” He then rested his elbows on the arms of the chair, and steepled his fingers in an outward show of control. Inside, however, his blood still churned. “And four…” Jackson paused to slide his gaze in a deliberate, self-indulgent sweep over the curve of her breasts before reconnecting with her now-widened eyes. “You’re an incredibly beautiful woman.”
― Cindy Nord, With Open Arms

“Don’t you realize what that sonofabitch did to me?” “He kissed you. So what? That’s still no reason to leave before the barbecue.” “Gus,” she screeched. “I don’t want to be kissed.” “Oh for God’s sake, kissin’ won’t hurt you none.” “You’re missing the point.” “What point?” He stepped closer. “That you were kissed or that Neale did the kissin’?” She glared at him, her eyes narrowing. “People are going to talk.” “About what?” He pulled the blanket from her gloved hands. “A harmless little kiss?” “It’s not harmless.” She paced before the man, her hands flinging wide. “You saw him, sauntering up there as bold as you please in that obnoxious way of his. Making the asinine assumption I’d be delighted by his…his…” “Kiss?” Gus said.”
― Cindy Nord, With Open Arms

“Don’t enter my camp again with your hair unbound unless I’ve invited you into my bed.” “You are the last man on earth I’d crawl into bed with,” she hissed as he turned away.”
― Cindy Nord, With Open Arms

“leaned over, his lips a hair’s breadth from the curve of her ear. “I will be part of this ranch, Callie-girl,” he whispered, and the brush of his words sent an immediate wash of tingles down her back. “You don’t have to like it, but in time you’ll concede. And come tomorrow morning, it’ll be you and me riding the length of this property. Don’t make me come looking for you.”
― Cindy Nord, With Open Arms

“is a busy place, Neale. The last thing I need underfoot is some worn-out soldier who knows nothin’ about horses.” His mouth sunk into a smirk, bringing the haughty glint back to his eyes. “You’ve no idea my abilities, princess.”
― Cindy Nord, With Open Arms