Cindi Madsen Quotes

The toddler started making this whine/moan noise while pawing at Tabitha. I know as a woman I'm supposed to have this innate love of babies, but the truth is, they kind of remind me of zombies. They stumble around, arms out, moaning. And if they get a hold of you, they suck the energy out of you.

~ Cindi Madsen

A pair of great heels was much more satisfying than a man. They lasted longer, and better yet, they didn’t leave me for someone prettier.

~ Cindi Madsen

I wanted to kiss you for a long time, and I decided that might be my only chance. I’ve been miserable ever since.” Troy ran his fingers along her jaw. “It was almost better when I didn’t know how it felt to kiss you.

~ Cindi Madsen

Troy smiled down at her, and her heart jumped into her throat. The lights turned his skin colors. Red, green, blue. Glimpses of every shade of Troy, and they all looked good. The song ended, and the world seemed to stop, just her and Troy, standing in the middle of the floor.

~ Cindi Madsen

That's when it hit me. I had to go through a lot of bad relationships first, but I'd finally found him. My very own Prince Charming. Turns out they do exist.Touché, Cinderella. Touché.

~ Cindi Madsen

I think it’s cool that you care about your heritage, but yet you don’t conform. Promise me that no matter what happens, you’ll never lose that feisty, impulsive side of you.

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He covered my hand with his. No matter what happens, we're friends first. I hope you know how much having you in my life means to me.

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Mind-blowing sex? I couldn't believe I'd asked, but how could I not? It was like dangling a giant slice of chocolate cake in front of a hungry person on a diet and telling them not to take a bite.

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You're my friend who happens to be pretty and female. You do realize being your friend doesn't mean I don't have a penis?

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Excuse me? Do you mind if I sit next to you? This spot has the best view of... I glanced out the window. The... gravel roof.

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You went to a party, did a keg stand, and got so drunk you forgot half the night. Congrats on this amazing milestone in your life. He squeezed my leg. What are you gonna do next?Uh, Disneyland?

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I couldn't imagine choosing shopping when sex was an option.

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I haven't done anything you're supposed to do. Like get so drunk you puke and don't remember the rest of the night.Overrated, I swear.She looked at me, that deadly look on her face, and I held up my hands. Fine. You wanna get drunk and puke, I'm not gonna stop you.But I want to do, like more than just drinking. Her brow furrowed and I could practically see the wheels in her brain spinning. I should make a list and outline a plan.I was going to point out that list-making wasn't the best way to let loose, but I decided to let it go.

~ Cindi Madsen

Why didn't you tell me I had syrup on my face? Lyla asked when I settled behind the steering wheel. Her tongue darted out, licking the corner of her lip. I went to put the key in the ignition and missed.

~ Cindi Madsen

As for the making out with strangers, that was a one-time thing. Jeff keeps texting, and I feel bad, but I've been ignoring him -- the kissing was just so awful.Yeah, he'd probably not be a good choice for number seven either.

~ Cindi Madsen

When I mentioned that I'd always wanted to have sex against the wall with a woman in a skirt, she said, Well, how convenient. I just so happen to have a skirt on, and there are several walls in here.

~ Cindi Madsen

I love you. I’ve loved you since I was sixteen years old, and I’ll love you until the day I die. And I just… needed you to know that.

~ Cindi Madsen

He put his hand on my thigh. No worries, I got you now babe.

~ Cindi Madsen

Cinderella was the first fairy tale I remember - the one I was most obsessed with because of the gowns and magic and pretty shoes. Yes, her home life was less than ideal - and considering the talking mice and birds, she probably needed serious therapy.

~ Cindi Madsen

Every now and then, we change our minds. It's our prerogative. The big secret is - I leaned in conspiratorially - sometimes, even we don't know why. There are times after we pick a fight where we're as confused as you are. But there's no way we're admitting it. I shrugged a shoulder, That's why we have boobs.Jake's eyebrows shot up.See, after we've acted crazy, and the guy's wondering what he's doing with us, we use them to mesmerize him, so he forgets that we're crazy. I shot Jake my most seductive smile and leaned the assets in question against his arm. And by the way, if you look at my cleavage right now, even though I'm the one talking about it, I'll accuse you of not caring about what I saw and of just treating me like an object.Jake swallowed hard, keeping eye contact with me, though I could tell he was fighting his impulse to look down. A mischievous glint flickered through his eyes. And treating you like an object would be bad?

~ Cindi Madsen

Oh, I'm just checking out books. I glanced at the one I was holding. Somehow, of all the places I could duck into, I'd wound up in the erotica section. In my hands was a book about bondage. Somebody kill me now.

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I remember when all you ever talked about was finding a guy and getting married. You'd hog the TV, watching those sappy chick flicks --Then I grew up and learned why they always end the movie after the guy and girl get together. That's when everything falls apart.

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I put my hand on his arm. You know, Drew was exaggerating. I'm a nice person. Most of the time.Jake raised an eyebrow, the hint of a smile on his lips. So, you didn't really slap a guy in the middle of someone's wedding?I bit my lip. Technically, I was at the reception, and I know it sounds bad out of context, but I swear he deserved it.Jake looked down at me and I noticed again how blue his eyes were. My gaze moved to his lips.Mayday, mayday, mayday.

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So you like to read? Or listen, anyway?I've found it helps me stay on the treadmill longer. But I always like to have a paperback on hand, too. I need to swing by the bookstore for another one, actually.

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Jake buried his face in my neck and kissed a burning trail up it and along my jaw. Should I ride the elevator of our building up and down all night, hoping you'll show? he asked, his voice husky. Or should we just plan to meet?

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Nate wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. Let's get you back and I'll build you a fire.She liked the way he said it. He'd build HER a fire.

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Nate wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. Let's get you back and I'll build you a fire.She liked the way he said it. He'd build HER a fire.” ...As they walked toward the house, he reached out and took her hand. The gloves blocked the skin on skin feel, but a jolt still went through him.Speaking of fire, he was pretty sure he was playing with it right now.

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She closed her eyes, soaking in the feel of his hand, then opened them and stared at his perfect face as longing wrapped itself around her heart. If this is a mistake, it's one I'll gladly keep making.I don't think it's a mistake, I just want to do things the right way.Not everything's always black and white. And you don't always have to put what you want on hold for everyone else.

~ Cindi Madsen

He dipped his head to kiss her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he slowly lowered her back to the floor. He took his time tasting her lips, her tongue, memorizing the feel of her curves against him. He pulled back and looked into her eyes.She gripped the front of his shirt, holding him in place. Don't stop. No, no more stopping. He kissed her again, getting lost in the blur of clothes being tossed off, her skin under his fingertips, and the hum of his heart as he fully let himself fall.

~ Cindi Madsen

Mom laughed. Well that's why, when it's real, you do whatever you have to do to work it out. Screw stability. Forget common sense. Make a move.

~ Cindi Madsen

Every second around this girl was asking for trouble and he'd never wanted to be in trouble so bad in his life.

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Nate came back into the kitchen, his hair slightly messy from having had the beanie on. The gray thermal Henley he wore gave him a rugged, all-man look that made her heart skip a couple beats. For someone who was the opposite of her type, he sure was hard not to look at. Add the quiet sense of humor she'd seen last night and delivering chocolate chips, and he'd tiptoed into perfect territory.

~ Cindi Madsen

Kelsey flopped next to him, propping her elbow on the back of the couch so she was facing him. Do you have something against happiness?Yes. Don't tell anyone, but I moonlight as the Grinch.

~ Cindi Madsen

You don't have any baking stuff, do you? I like to bake when I'm hyper. My mom and I were supposed to make all the Christmas cookies tomorrow, but it looks like I won't be there for that. We always make chocolate chip ones shaped like trees and stars and such because sugar cookies are good and all, but there's no chocolate and when chocolate's an option, why wouldn't you have it?

~ Cindi Madsen

She'd gotten even prettier over the years.And now she was in his house.And he had no idea if this was the best thing to happen to him or the stupidest thing he'd ever done.Kelsey watched Nate go, thinking this might've been the worst decision she'd ever made. Okay, so it wasn't nearly as bad as that time she'd decided to go on the Sky Screamer at the amusement park when she was drunk.

~ Cindi Madsen

Marion's town slogan was Where Main Street Meets Mountain. That was one of the reasons she'd loved the town, with the nearby woods, its colorful shops, and the feeling that time hadn't touched it the way it had the cities.

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From now on, every Christmas, let's have a tradition where we eat soup out of a can by the fire.

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Are you sure this isn’t crazy?” “Oh, I’m sure it is crazy. But isn’t that our thing? Or have you gotten boring now?

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He caught her staring and waggled his eyebrows. Heat flooded her cheeks, and she worked to recover. “The minivan suits you. I think you should get one.”“Sweetheart, I already have to beat the ladies off me with a stick. If I get one of these bad boys, I might cause a riot.”“Do you ever stop?”“I can go all. Night. Long.

~ Cindi Madsen

Well, I go wherever the ring takes me. Not because I’m a gold digger or anything; it’s more of a Lord of the Rings thing. This ring gives me powers. Though I’m totally going to lose it when my hair falls out and I start calling it ‘my precious.

~ Cindi Madsen