Hiding Quotes

“I got sewn up again, didn’t I? I’m going to look like a quilt by Christmas at this rate.”

“I’m going to keep you all in one piece from here on out.” His lips landed on her forehead lightly, and he kissed her. Lingered.”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“Kyra heard him talking, and she knew—trusted—that she was safe again. “Knew you’d be here.” “Of course, I am. I am your Galahad, remember? I have to be by your side, or I can’t breathe. You’re my peace.”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“Was Kyra his world now? He didn’t have a damned clue. It was entirely possible that she was. Was that why his chest hurt so much he couldn’t take those one breaths at a time? Was that why every time he closed his eyes he saw her?”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“Ezra hoped they found the other two men. Hoped he was there. Hoped no one was around when they did. He was going to rip the sons of bitches to shreds for what they had let happen to Kyra. He knew what happened out there in that damned field would be something else to haunt him forever. Cam’s radio had been left on. Everyone had heard the last things they’d said to one another. Had heard the pain in her voice. Heard the terror in Cam’s.”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“Cam?”

“Someone has her. And they shot Bailey. Took them both.” The sheriff was the one who answered.

Hahn shocked her when he went to Cam and grabbed the slightly shorter man by the shoulders. He turned Cam to face him. “We are going to find her, Cam. I swear to you, we will. We won’t stop until we do.”

The wild devastation on Cam’s face was one Shannon would never forget.”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“Legend had it that a fifteen-year-old girl had gotten lost in the caves for four days in the 1860s. Some said she’d been hiding from men who wanted to hurt her and had deliberately disappeared into the mines. Until her seventeen-year-old lover, son of the man leading those after her, had found and rescued her. Bailey had loved the romance of it all.”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“Tell you what—I’ll continue to be the clown. You continue to be my peace. Ok?”

Her breath caught at the suddenly vulnerable expression on his face.

One hand rose to his cheek almost without thought. “Cam?”

His smile was bittersweet. “I know I’m not exactly the most serious guy on the planet, definitely the least serious in PAVAD, Kyra. But I’m serious when I say that I want more with you. Just remember that.”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“So it’s settled then,” Agent Hahn said. Shannon looked over at him quickly. He didn’t talk much, but when he did, people listened.
“Toliver and I are going to take a vacation in Texas. Cam’s taking comp time, too. Funny coincidence that we’re all together, isn’t it?”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“He answered the phone quickly. “Hahn.” “Did you get my message about the clowns? I told you they were going to get me someday.”

Ezra refused to let the relief he felt leak into his voice. He snapped his fingers in Toliver’s direction. With a few clicks, she had the call being recorded. “Lake, you asshole. Care to tell us where you are?” “Us?” “You have Brockmans, me, and Agent Toliver. She’s searching for her little friend. You got her?”
“Sure do. May just keep her. She’s pretty. Watch out for Toliver. She’s just as pretty.”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding

“With the hair that she’d taken down loose around her shoulders, she looked younger, softer, and far more vulnerable. Vulnerable and quiet—in a sexy bookworm kind of way. He’d always felt super protective of the bookworm type. Kyra was pushing all of his caveman instincts at the moment. Cam just shoved them back in the do-not-release pocket where they belonged.

When a guy started thinking a girl needed to be protected like that, seriously bad things could happen.”
― Calle J. Brookes, Hiding