“She's my baby girl, Quinn. I want love for her. Real love. The kind that makes a man crazy inside.-Gibraltar to Quinn”
"She's my baby girl, Quinn. I want love for her. Real love. The kind that makes a man crazy inside." -Gibraltar to Quinn - Karen Marie Moning
“Sam was slow getting up. To Quinn he looked like an old man standing up after slipping on the ice. But he looked up at Quinn and performed a sort of salute.I owe you, Quinn."I'm sorry I didn't get him," Quinn answered.Sam shook his head. "Man, don't ever be sorry you don't want to kill someone.”
“I'm reading some book about a girl trapped in a love triangle between two supernatural beings, and wishing that that was my biggest problem. ~ Grounding Quinn”
“Quinn and LisaHe pulled her to her feet. "Let's go home.""Sure.""Want to ride double?""On your horse?""I promise Thunder will be on his best behavior.""Quinn, he has no manners. He tried to take a nip out of my hat yesterday."He groaned. "He didn't."She held it out. "Look at it. You can see the teeth marks.""Lizzy, you promised not to make a pet out of my horse.""What?""He's falling in love with you."She burst out laughing at his grim pronouncement."I'm serious," Quinn insisted. "What have you been feeding him?" "I wasn't supposed to?""Lizzy.""Sugar cubes. He likes them.""You're hopeless, you know that?""I didn't mean to."He wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Sure you didn't. Please remember the cattle are sold as beef. This is a working ranch.""Quinn-" she couldn't resist-"even the pretty little ones?”
“She not no fool, Lilith tell herself. She not a sleeping princess and Robert Quinn is not no king or prince. He just a man with broad shoulders and black hair who call her lovey and she like that more than her own name. She don’t want the man to deliver her, she just want to climb in the bed and feel he wrap himself around her.”
“Is there somebody out there? Amy, is that you?” her mother called.“No. Tell me this isn’t happening.” Quinn rested his forehead against hers. “Has she got a wiretap on you or something? I swear, she’s like a walking hard-on detector.”Amy bit her lip, trying not to laugh. Quinn levered himself up on his arms.“Mrs. P., if you value your life, you’ll go back inside and turn off the light right now.”