Nash Morgan Quotes

I love you, Lucy Ross. Jade Morgan. Whoever you need to be, I love you.

Why are you with me, Sheriff?” She held her breath, the world around us disappearing as those green eyes searched mine. “Because when you’re in the room, I can’t seem to focus on another person. Because you consume my thoughts, day and night. Because your smile makes my whole damn day.” I bent low, speaking so only she could hear me. “Because I don’t care if your name is Jade Morgan or Lucy Ross as long as at the end of the day, you’re mine.

I want a spark. I want to wow someone. I want someone to know me better than I know myself. I want to dance with someone. I want to see a shooting star. I want to make someone’s day, every day.

Bullet wounds and panic attacks. Nash Morgan was a hot mess. Emphasis on the hot.

Friendship didn’t describe what I felt for her. I was friends with Knox and Nash Morgan. But I sure as hell wouldn’t curl up with them in a pillow nest to listen to music.

Nice butts ran in the Morgan family. According to Naomi’s mom, Amanda, Nash’s ass in his uniform pants was considered a local treasure.

Lips to lips. Hands roaming up his flank and across his thigh. Morgan’s touch, even through the thick fabric of his clothing, was electric—exotic—so foreign, and so damn right.

The most adventurous and challenging cabaret of the Weimar years was the Kabarett der Komiker or KadeKo (Cabaret of Comedians). It was established in December 1924, by Paul Morgan, Kurt Robitschek and actor/singer Max Hansen at a venue called Rakete (the Rocket) in nearby Kantstraße. The venture was immediately successful and a year later moved to the 450-seat Theater am Kurfürstendamm, further down the street.

Perhaps because you make him feel things he doesn’t want to feel,” Lucian pointed out. “Like what? Murderous?” “What about Nash?” he asked. “Nash is the opposite of his brother. But I just got out of a long-term relationship. I’m in a new town trying to do what’s best for my niece, who hasn’t had the easiest life. There’s no time left on the clock to explore things with any man,” I said firmly. “Good. Because I know you’d hate to unintentionally add fuel to the fire.” “What started their stupid fire in the first place?” I asked. “Stubbornness. Idiocy. Ego,” he said vaguely. I knew better than to expect a straight answer from a man who was like a brother to the Morgans. “Hey, Naomi! Can we add an order of—” Sloane cut off mid-sentence. The petite blonde was staring open-mouthed up at Lucian like she’d just been sucker-punched. I felt Lucian’s entire body go rigid. My heart sank with the realization that I’d somehow betrayed my new friend. “Hey,” I said weakly. “Do you know—” My awkward introduction was unnecessary. “Sloane,” Lucian said.

because you make him feel things he doesn’t want to feel,” Lucian pointed out. “Like what? Murderous?” “What about Nash?” he asked. “Nash is the opposite of his brother. But I just got out of a long-term relationship. I’m in a new town trying to do what’s best for my niece, who hasn’t had the easiest life. There’s no time left on the clock to explore things with any man,” I said firmly. “Good. Because I know you’d hate to unintentionally add fuel to the fire.” “What started their stupid fire in the first place?” I asked. “Stubbornness. Idiocy. Ego,” he said vaguely. I knew better than to expect a straight answer from a man who was like a brother to the Morgans. “Hey, Naomi! Can we add an order of—” Sloane cut off mid-sentence. The petite blonde was staring open-mouthed up at Lucian like she’d just been sucker-punched. I felt Lucian’s entire body go rigid. My heart sank with the realization that I’d somehow betrayed my new friend. “Hey,” I said weakly. “Do you know—” My awkward introduction was unnecessary. “Sloane,” Lucian said.