Cold Hearted Quotes

“And stop following me. Go away.”
He halted immediately, allowing me to storm past him. Dammit if his immediate acquiescence didn’t make me a little less mad at him. Boundary-respecting asshole! I fumed ineffectively.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“After eight hours of performing a one-woman play about a mentally-engaged, emotionally functional human, whe had nothing left in her.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“people need family. They don’t have to be your blood relatives, but everybody needs people they can depend on, people who love them.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“When she finally found the motivation to end things, Alex had just stared at her with that same puzzled frown, echoing her words like a senile macaw. Over? We’re over? You’re…leaving me? Me? He couldn’t have been more incredulous if the couch had broken up with him.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“Goddamn it, Grace! Quit using your feminine wiles to pull information out of me.'
''I'm just laying here!'
'And you're very good at it.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“a lifetime is made of individual days.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“There was no reason for her to be slightly turned on by the fact that he'd beaten an apology out of Isaac. Seriously. It was primitive and uncivilized. She was *not* going to think about how big and strong Caleb was.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“Grace hated being the recipient of such blatant male interest. It felt like she was guarding her wallet from a pickpocket but wasn't allowed to yell *thief!*”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“Alone, without people and tasks and obligations to distract her, that old familiar void opened. The emptiness, the numbness, swallowed her and she sank into it without a fight.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“Caleb looked at her as if she’d turned into a tap-dancing frog. “Haven’t I been pretty clear about wanting you to stay?”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“You don’t have to be an outsider,” he said softly, dipping down to kiss her again. This one was soft, gentle. “The pack would take you in.” “The pack?” “Goddamn it, Grace! Quit using your feminine wiles to pull information out of me.” “I’m just laying here!”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“Grace nodded complacently, still shivering. Linnea and Jess looked down on her, like two concerned farmers with a horse they didn’t want to shoot.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“Driven by some impulse best left unexamined, Grace decided to antagonize him by continuing to speak.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted

“Grace wanted to grab his jacket and bellow, WHY DON’T YOU LIKE ME? But she was depressed, not deranged, so she swallowed her aggravation and waited for the cashier to bag her books.”
― Heather Guerre, Cold Hearted