{"quotes":[{"text":"Howie rose and smiled down at her. “I just eat what’s put before me without being picky. I know everything you make will make my tastebuds bless the day you set foot in Morgan’s Crossing” he drawled, waiting to see the adorable look of confusion that crossed her face when he flirted.Bertha lowered her gaze and looked up at him through her eyelashes.“Only your tastebuds?","author":"Debra Holland","tags":["clean-romance","historical-romance","mail-order-brides","sweet-romance","western-romance"],"id":1945,"author_id":"Debra+Holland"},{"text":"I have a fabulous idea.Oh, I don't like this. Last time you had a fabulous idea I wore a cast for six weeks. I still can't straighten my arm completely.That was years ago. This one will work. Do you have any exceptionally handsome men friends, willing to be my fiancé?","author":"Sue Barr","tags":["clean-romance","contemporary-romance","small-town-romance"],"id":37432,"author_id":"Sue+Barr"},{"text":"I figured I got the prettiest, sweetest, smartest wife ever to be,' he said softly.","author":"Jan Holly","tags":["christian-fiction","clean-romance","inspirational","love","pretty","romance","smart","sweet"],"id":55956,"author_id":"Jan+Holly"},{"text":"Why could he not have chosen some other woman? Why Avelina? But he knew why. It was because she had seemed good and kind and had expressed her thoughts without any false pride or pretense. He had admired her forthrightness and her compassion. And although he had never thought of a wife with strong opinions was a good thing, he actually found he liked her opinions-or at least admired her for having them. He wanted to get to know her, to know everything that was in her heart. He wanted to marry her and, surprising even himself, to love her.","author":"Melanie Dickerson","tags":["christian-fiction","christian-living","christian-romance","clean-romance","fairy-tale-retellings","faith","melanie-dickerson","young-adult-romance"],"id":63542,"author_id":"Melanie+Dickerson"},{"text":"Lindsay strode to the door and picked up his overcoat from the back of the couch, where he'd tossed it when they came in. She wheeled around to hand him his coat; once again, as expected, Fred was standing right behind her. But this time he wasn't looking at her. He was looking up.\tAt the mistletoe, directly over their heads.\tHe met her eyes with a look that glimmered with promise. Then he took the overcoat from her hand and tossed it, lightly, onto the back of the sofa once again.\tEverything seemed to slow. His intentions were clear, and she had plenty of time to step back. Yet Lindsay did nothing to stop him when he took her chin in his hand, tipped it upward, and brought his lips down to hers, as purposefully as if he'd meant to do it all along.\tLindsay could have sworn she heard bells....\tStill dazed, she followed his eyes upward. 'And what's the penalty for ignoring mistletoe?'\t'Struck by lightning, I think.","author":"Sierra Donovan","tags":["christmas-romance","clean-romance","contemporary-romance","ghost-of-christmas-present","sweet-romance"],"id":94539,"author_id":"Sierra+Donovan"},{"text":"Even through her coat, he could feel the curve of her arm, making him aware of their differences. Man and woman. Hard and soft.","author":"Debra Holland","tags":["clean-romance","historical-romance","mail-order-brides","sweet-romance","western-romance"],"id":114203,"author_id":"Debra+Holland"},{"text":"From Summer's EndWhat we have is enough. It's more than we consciously realized.","author":"Sally Henson","tags":["clean","clean-romance","high-school","series","series-romance","summer","summer-s-end","teen-romance","teen-series","young-adult-romance","young-adult-series"],"id":130735,"author_id":"Sally+Henson"},{"text":"More. Give me more.I don't know if you're ready for this. He's shirtless.You're killing me. Is he built?Like a Greek god.Nooooo.....So unfair. I don't have any hot neighbors, just acres and acres of corn fields.","author":"Sue Barr","tags":["clean-romance","contemporary-romance","small-town-romance"],"id":205018,"author_id":"Sue+Barr"},{"text":"Howie brought her hand to his lips. “You stepped in front of me,” he said in wonder. “I didn’t need you to. I can handle Prudence Morgan.” “But you didn’t.” She tapped his chest. “You stayed quiet for the longest time before responding.” “Quiet is how I handle difficult people….” “You don’t handle me that way.” Her voice came out sounding breathless. Howie slipped his arms around her. “If it were up to me, this is how I’d handle you.” Butterflies danced in her stomach. Not a fearful battering of wings, but a sparkling mating flight, making her heart soar into her throat. “Why isn’t it up to you?","author":"Debra Holland","tags":["clean-romance","historical-romance","mail-order-brides","sweet-romance","western-romance"],"id":215050,"author_id":"Debra+Holland"},{"text":"A job isn’t ‘till death do us part….","author":"Debra Holland","tags":["clean-romance","historical-romance","mail-order-brides","sweet-romance","western-romance"],"id":218418,"author_id":"Debra+Holland"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":25,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}