Quotes by Robyn Carr

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Robyn Carr is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of almost fifty novels, including the critically acclaimed Virgin River novels.
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But you were concerned about making sure things, you know, didn't get serious." "Yeah, because I'm an idiot.

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I am not sleeping with you." "We could probably manage it, though. Without getting too involved." "No," she said. "But why? I mean, if we're trusted friends? And it doesn't interfere with our responsibilities?" "Did that line ever actually work for y...

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Maybe we could, um, go sit in the truck?" he said, but even as he said it, it sounded so dumb. And not exactly the way he wanted her to remember a marriage proposal.

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Tom, how many children do you think I have to have before I figure out you get them by having sex?" "Of course there would be protection," he offered. "Tons of it.

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Tom. Tom, look at me. Has Nora agreed to marry you?" "No, but she will because she has to.

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Don't leave yet," he said, his voice hoarse. "Let me do something. Let me feed you. Hold you. Rub your shoulders. Change your oil. Anything, please.

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I like the way you kiss-a couple of test kisses, then a huge kiss.

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She has to agree to have me. It could take some time, but I’m confident I can trick her into it.

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I didn’t want to cry in front of you.” He wiped away the tears with the pad of his thumb. “I want you to cry in front of me.

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You've been treading water," she said. "You're marking the years, not living them.

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She’d never been any kind of camper, never had been good at relieving a full bladder on a whim. Never had quite figured out that squat; it seemed like she’d always wet her right foot.

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I mean, I don’t want to pass judgment—I just wish my husband didn’t shoot deer.” “Oh, Mel, don’t worry. I’ve been hunting with your husband—the deer are completely safe.

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You dance?” “I think that might be overly optimistic,” he said. “I do something. I’ll try not to hurt you.

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Does still run fiction?” “I have absolutely no idea, Melinda,” he said, grinning.

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Honey, I have a feeling he doesn’t think of you as a friend. Have you seen the way he looks at you?” She glanced at him and as if he could feel her gaze, he turned his eyes on her. Soft and hard all at once. “Yeah,” Mel said. “He promised t...

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Did you miss me?’ “A little bit,” she said with a shrug. “You have tears running down your cheeks,” he said with a grin. “I think you missed me more than a little.

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Maybe we’ll admit this thing we have is perfect, not worth messing around with. And stay together forever. If you’re interested, that is.” She glanced away. “I could think about that.” He buried his face in her neck. “Think fast

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He tends to go for girls who are-Shelby, honey? Put your hands over your ears for just a sec.” Back into the phone he said, “He likes the real slutty ones. Ow!” he yelled when he received a whop to the back of the head.

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What are you doing here?” All right, he was standing in front of an easel, holding a paint palette and brush. “Taxidermy?” he responded with just a touch of his own sarcasm.

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Whew,” he said. “You clean up . You don’t look like the same girl.” She frowned right before she laughed. “Do women usually thank you for saying things like that?

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My husband is a former Air Force pilot and my son is an active duty Army surgeon, recently returned from Iraq, so my pride in our military is passionate... and personal.

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Author Bio

  • NameRobyn Carr
  • DescriptionAmerican writer