Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Susan Elizabeth Phillipsis a romance novelist from the United States...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth11 December 1948
CountryUnited States of America
teacher school sunday
I never thought I'd have to give you-a former Sunday School teacher-a lecture on ethics." "Former Sunday School teachers don't go around without their underwear." "You show me where it says that in the Bible.
brain world body
If I could put my brain in her body, the world would be mine for the taking.
waiting trying firsts
There you are," he said when she bobbed up. "I was getting worried." "What are you doing?" "Waiting till you're ready to drown." He smiled and eased back down on the seat. "And then I'm going to save your life. Dan did it for Phoebe and I'm going to do it for you." "Dan didn't try to murder her first!" she screamed. "I go the extra mile.
forever guilt done
He could deal with his guilt all by himself. Guilt didn't add up to love, an emotion she was done with forever.
mind wish mafia
Before you lost your mind, how did you make a living?" "I was a hitman for the Mafia. Are you done crying yet?" "I wasn't crying! And I wish you were a hitman because, if I had money, I'd hire you right this minute to knock yourself off.
sexy jesus faithful
He sounds like Jesus. Except rich and sexy.” “Watch it, Meg. In this town joking about Jesus could get you shot. You’ve never seen so many of the faithful who’re armed.
want ifs if-you-want-me
If you want me, you'll have to earn me. And, mister, I don't come cheap.
dallas conversation manure
Dallas, is it remotely possible for you to carry on a conversation that's not loaded down with manure?
ideas violet peculiar
For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled like, except somehow he knew they smelled just like Lady Emma.
laughter mad naked
We just lost our electricity. You want to tell me what’s so funny about that?” “It’s not exactly funny. It’s more of a good news/bad news situation.” “In that case, hit me with the good news first.” “They’re both sort of rolled up into one.” “Stop stalling.” “All right. Now don’t get mad, but . . .” Smothered laughter drifted toward him. “Cal . . . I’m naked.
waiting trying stories
You try spending six months sitting at somebody's bedside, waiting for them to die and then tell me that the happy-ending love story isn't one of God's good gifts.
stupid heart night
You lit into me last night. You said what I did was stupid. - That's what my head said. But my heart... My stupid heart... Her voice broke. It was singing.
kids birth canals
She's as plastic as you are. If you ever have kids, they'll come out of the birth canal with Fisher-Price stamped on their butts.
hey jerry
Hey, everybody, Jerry Maguire's here.