Sweet Love Quotes

“How can it still feel like this?” she whispers. “How can it still be so amazing, even after all this time?” “Because it’s us,”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Well come here my cool nephew and give your auntie a hug.” Parker goes to make a run for it but Sam is faster. She picks him up and peppers his face full of kisses. “Aw man, come on.” He laughs, trying to push her face away. Sam pulls back with a frown. “Don’t tell me you can’t handle a few kisses.” He smirks at her. One I know well. “It’s not me who can’t handle it. It’s the ladies who can’t handle me.” Grace gasps in horror and my mom’s eyes bug out of her head. “Isn’t that right, Dad?” Oh shit!”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“No matter how many times I’ve kissed this man, he still manages to take my breath away with every kiss.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Come here, kid.” I pull him in for a hug. “I love you and I’m proud of you for sticking up for your mom, but I promise you don’t need to with me.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“No more, Grace. You hear me? You’re my wife, which means I get your taste, your body, and your heart every fucking day. You belong to me.” I”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Sawyer walks in and stops in his tracks when he sees me, fury washing over his expression. “I knew it! That motherfucker is dead,” he spits, turning to charge after my father.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“All you need is a pinch of Grace,” I whisper, sprinkling it on the pie. “And a dash of Hope,” she follows, tossing more on top. “To make life sweeter.” I turn and press a kiss to her cheek. “And help love grow,” she whispers, kissin’ my cheek back, her tears mixin’ with my own.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Hi, Auntie Sam,” Hope greets her with a smile. “I was hopin’ you’d be here. Me and Mama created a special auntie pie we’re gonna make just for you.” “You did?” Sam asks excitedly and carries Hope over to where Grace stands so she can hug her, too. “Yeah, it’s called Pain In The Ass Pie,” I say with a smirk, earning a glare from her. My mom smacks my shoulder. “Watch your mouth. Especially in front of the kids.” “Don’t worry, Grandma. We’ve heard him say much worse,” Parker tells her, throwing me under the bus. “Yeah,” Hope joins in. “We make a lot of money in the swear jar ’cause of him. Ain’t that right, Mama?”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Where are the kids?” I ask softly. “In bed. I figured they would be fine until we got back.” My eyes widen in horror until he gets that teasin’ grin on his face. “Not funny, Sawyer,” I grumble.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Don’t yell at her like that again. No one does that to her, including you.” If the kid wasn’t sticking up for his mother right now, I’d put the mouthy little shit in his place.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Y’all look beautiful.” “Thanks, Mama.” Hope’s little arms squeeze me tight while Parker steps back. “Excuse me, but I think you mean handsome.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“His husky chuckle washes over me. “That’s nothing new, baby. I’m fucking brilliant, you know this.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“With a smirk he leans into my neck, gently nipping and sucking at my delicate skin. “You like it when I’m bossy. Don’t tell me your pussy isn’t soaked for me right now.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Hope told me tonight she wants to make a special pie for Beckett. Her cheeks turned pink. Like…she was embarrassed or some shit. She was also talking about finding her Prince Charming one day. What the fuck is up with that?” Grace shrugs. “She’s six.” “Exactly! She shouldn’t know what Prince Charming is.” She laughs, like it’s funny. “Sawyer, she’s the perfect age to learn about him. It’s a fairy tale.” “Fairy tale, my ass. She shouldn’t be thinking about meeting her Prince Charming or baking pies for any boys but her dad or her brother.” “Don’t be ridiculous. Beckett is just as much her friend as he is Parker’s, even though he picks on her most of the time. Although, Kayla thinks he has a crush on her.” I tense. “What crush? I thought we just established they’re fucking six.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love

“Don’t yell at her like that again. No one does that to her, including you.”
― K.C. Lynn, Sweet Love