Sweethand Quotes

“He had no idea what had brought this on. He didn’t care. Any misgivings he had vanished as soon as her soft lips brushed his. The hand that had been caressing his face slipped down to his neck. Keiran let her take the lead. He was on board for the ride. She could take him wherever”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Cute. She was always cute. And sexy. And bossy. Especially when grabbing the back of his head to kiss him harder. He needed to redirect his thoughts right now.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Heart's beating a bit fast there."

"You can feel that?" she asked, absolutely mortified.

He laughed and spun her away, not missing a beat with the music. This time when their bodies met again, their faces were so close, she felt his breath on her cheek when he said, "I can feel everything.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Listen, I know you get weird about being in the spotlight, but be aware of what you’re saying around the media. This is gonna bite you in the ass,” Dale warned.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“She wanted to topple one of the dessert towers on him. Mess up that damn suit. Anything to ruin the picture of contained sexiness he gave off as he stood there.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“The pressure to keep up appearances was real and fucking exhausting. Always needing to be “on” because of those damn bills. Adulting was the ultimate scam.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“The pressure to keep up appearances was real and fucking exhausting. Always needing to be “on” because of those damn bills. Adulting was the ultimate scam. She wouldn’t let Keiran make her act a”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“He smiled, and she looked away, but not before she casually tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear with her middle finger.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Keiran knew how overbearing West Indian mothers could be. They were good at making you feel bad if you didn’t at least try the thing they suggested, trotting out the ‘after I carried you for nine months and had to go through X number of hours of labor, you can’t even do this one thing for me?’ guilt trip.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Keiran’s teenage crush on Scott had blindsided him, but he shouldn’t have been surprised. He’d gotten over it, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t silently appreciate the chiseled work of art that was Scott’s face.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Keiran’s teenage crush on Scott had blindsided him, but he shouldn’t have been surprised. He’d gotten over it, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t silently”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“West Indian parents were such a plethora of contradictions. Her mother would conveniently treat her like she was still a child when it suited her needs but, of course, reminded her at every turn that she wasn’t getting any younger and shouldn’t wait too long to get a man. As if she had any control over that.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“She didn’t turn around until the door shut behind him. What the hell was she doing? Adding unnecessary complications to her life, apparently. But her needs were being met—was it so bad to want more of that?”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“If he could call steamy, spontaneous sex getting along, then they were doing just fine. So much for tucking those memories away. A discussion needed to happen at some point.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Of course, his father would find a way to use Keiran’s poor choices to his advantage. But as reluctant as he’d been to let Sean into his space right now,”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“That it wasn’t worth the regrets that would descend later, the mess they’d have to wade through. That she was still angry with him over the fight.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“You show up here in a goddamn storm, looking like a drowned puppy, so of course, I feel sorry for you and let you in. Too guilty to turn you away in this weather.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Cherisse had rolled her eyes, ignoring her mother’s rants about, “Dem redmen and dem feel they too nice and yuh cyah trust dem.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“He didn’t know who this man was anymore. Who had such blatant disregard for the woman he’d once professed to love so deeply?”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“It seemed assholes of a feather flocked together.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“When you’re a woman of a certain age, your family feels it’s their duty to point out your singleness and help you out. It’s just easier to seemingly go along with my mom’s not-so-subtle suggestions of eligible men. And if these guys want to get me free meals, who am I to argue? I’m not about to do a tug of war with the bill because it offends their sensibilities for a woman to pay. I’m just gonna eat my food and decide whether I want a repeat or not.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“A lie, because that tiny touch had felt like fire trailing across his skin. He was too tired to shield himself against Cherisse this early in the morning. His defenses were down.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Opening that door to even comment on the gossip that reared up every so often was not something he was willing to do, but hearing Cherisse talk like this was pissing him off.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“The happiness Eric so obviously felt was something Keiran realized he’d lacked in relationships. Had he ever truly had that? With his music, sure. He could say without a doubt that made him happy. His past relationships had mostly been great, except his last one that had been damaged beyond repair. Thinking on it now, he could say he’d cared for his exes while he’d been with them, but this level of joy? He didn’t know.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Why did he care what Cherisse thought of him? Her opinion shouldn’t matter, but it was rubbing him wrong more than expected. He had to be more tired than he’d thought to let even a hint drop that Cherisse’s judgment was affecting him.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“He dissed Carnival, and you’re still going out with him? You love Carnival! How the heck did this date even happen?”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Keiran knew how overbearing West Indian mothers could be. They were good at making you feel bad if you didn’t at least try the thing they suggested, trotting out the ‘after”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand

“Been there, done that, had the emotional scars to show for it. Do not repeat was her mantra where men in that industry were concerned.”
― N.G. Peltier, Sweethand