It’s been a while since I posted a Quotes-post…*goes to check when the last Quote-post was* To be precise tomorrow it’ll be a year since the last Quote-Post…hmmm coincidence much?
I’ve decided to revive the Quote-post Feature as once in a while there are books that are just so quotable that I it’s very, very hard to stick to the 2 or 3 I usually use in my reviews, and I’m not even talking about the times I sneak in an extra few on top of the 2 or 3…
I’m kicking it off with quotes from a book I had the honor of reviewing for Fiction Vixen Book Reviews…When I saw it on the list for reviews I first hesitated to put my name up for it, but then I saw it was romantic suspense and everyone knows by now, my weakness is romantic suspense so I put my name in, waited for the book to arrive and left in on the shelves until on the evening of August 10th, when I suddenly was brutally reminded of the fact that Fiction Vixen was expecting my review of SHADOWS AT MIDNIGHT on August 15th and I hadn’t even cracked the spine yet. So I got my behind in gear and opened to the first page that same evening and totally unexpected was blown away by this book.
Fiction Vixen has my review up so you can read HERE why I gave it 5 stars…
A LOST SOUL
Claire Day’s promising career as a Defense Intelligence Agency analyst comes to a shattering end in the bombing of the U.S. Embassy in Laka, West Africa. For more than a year, Claire has been rebuilding her life and her confidence when she suddenly remembers the man who tried to protect her, and who might hold the key to the mysteries haunting her nightmares
A LOST LOVE
Former Marine Gunnery Sergeant Daniel Weston believed Claire was dead. But the woman he grieve for has just come back into his life seeking to reconnect with her past, unaware of the feelings he has for her. Determined not to fail Claire again, Dan vows to help her heal.
A LOST TRUTH
Together, they begin to unlock Claire’s lost memories only to uncover a conspiracy that puts them –and any future they might have together– in deadly danger…
And as I didn’t want to deprive you all of the wonderful quotes I found while reading this book, it has the honor of being the first Quote Post on the Blog again since a year. I hope you all enjoy the quotes as much as I did the book!
Dan’s thoughts when he sees what’s going on outside the embassy. It was a serious scene but the QT on crack remark made me smile:
It was a Quentin-Tarantino-on-crack-scene.
Hundreds of screaming soldiers, firing their weapons crazily in all directions, pouring into the city
Several “smell” quotes from Dan’s POV, the sense of smell was used a lot in this book:
*He could smell individual bits of her and they all smelled wonderful. Freshly shampooed hair, some lemony lotion on her hands and something fresh and springlike that he imagined was the smell of her skin. Jesus, he’d like to smell all that up close. Just put his nose next to her neck and inhale, even though he doubted she’d like him pulling a dog imitation on her.
Dan looked away for a moment, trying to get back into his own head. He definitely needed to go out and get laid, asap, if holding a woman’s hand briefly while looking in her eyes nearly overwhelmed him.
He forced himself to smile into her eyes instead of closing his, leaning down to her and sniffing her like a dog.
Claire about to sleep with Dan for the first time and citing the reasons why she wanted to:
He wanted her and she wanted him right back, but for all the wrong reasons. Because he was so hot he melted the icy chill that surrounded her. Because he had strong hands that wouldn’t let her fall. Because he was completely, gloriously sane and she was…she was slightly loony on her best day. Because he was a Marine and was guaranteed to make her feel safe when she woke up at three in the morning, alone and terrified with the echo of danger and voices clamoring in her head.
Those were not good reasons to take a man to your bed.
Clair has a “smell” quote too, she’s dressed in Dan’s T-shirt after a shower:
She sniffed at the material but all she could smell was detergent. She’d been hoping for the smell of Dan. His smell would be embedded in the deepest recesses of her brain to the end of time.
Oh, God. A mixture of soap and musk and man. Intoxicating. Enthralling (…) The smell of him , musk and male, the taste of him, salt and spicy, the feel of him, hot and amazingly hard all over, the sound of him, breath heaving in and out of his lungs(…)
Dan’s fear for Claire’s life described while he hugs her after an ordeal they go through:
Dan hung on for dear life, sweating and shaking, completely undone. Later when he could think straight, it would astonish him.
He was known for his cool under fire (…)
But now he was shaken to the core, the adrenaline of the escape coursing through his system like poison and the only antidote was Claire, safe in his arms.
Claire asking Jesse to buy her and Dan supplies while they go into hiding:
“(…) And buy me a parka.” She narrowed her eyes on him. “Can you buy women’s underwear?”
His eyes rounded and he took a step back as if she’d asked him to French-kiss a rattlesnake. “No ma’am.”
Claire sighed. Pity. Though God knew what he’d choose. She was fanatic about nice underwear, but sending Jesse into a La Perla store would probably give him a heart attack.
Another Dan quote that made me smile:
He forced himself to take his clothes off normally, not in a frenzy like last time. Sweater off, placed on the chair he’d been sitting in. He didn’t fold it. There were limits to what a man could do but at least he didn’t rip it off and toss it over his shoulder. His shirt seemed to have a million buttons, all tiny. He was never going to buy a shirt ever again, not with Claire around. Maybe he’d just wear one of those Arab thoubs, go commando underneath, pull it up and off and there you were.
Claire ogling Dan:
Naked he was an extraordinary sight. Broad, heavy shoulders, tapering down to a narrow waist, smooth buttock, hard hairy thighs with the muscles very visible as he walked.
If I can admire his ass, I’m feeling better, she thought.
Walking back, he was even more admirable.
“Thanks I feel much bettter”
“I know.” He leaned over to kiss her forehead. “You were checking my butt out. Then my package.”
That earned him an elbow in the ribs, which he took like a man.
Dan and Claire, hot and heavy and emotional:
“Can I use my hands now?” He asked quietly.
She nodded, unable to speak. The feelings in her were so intense she felt as is she could hardly contain them. (…)
“Sh.” He put a finger over her mouth. “I know.”
Kissing her deeply, he turned them over and entered her, a long, slow, tender penetration.
He lifted his head and looked down at her, wiping the tear that had escaped with a rough finger. “You’re mine now,” he whispered.
Another example of Dan’s protective feelings:
* He’d made love for hours to Claire, as if joining his body to hers could create a magical aura of protection, as if the more time he spent inside her, the safer she’d be. If he could have, he’d have tucked her right into his own body and kept her there.
Sweet, disarming Dan:
Dan sighed and she turned around, her face lighting up when she saw him.
He rubbed his chest. When she smiled at him like that his heart just gave this enormous thwack inside his chest, even after (…CAN’T QUOTE THIS PART AS IT IS SPOILERISH) . He should maybe see a cardiologist.
(The ones with the * made the official review)