Out On A Limb Quotes

Why is he using so many identities?” Sarah asks what I’m wondering out loud, her voice barely audible. “Why did you tell me about a Robbie and not a Robert?” “Robert is Robbie and Bo,” Caleb clarifies, as if we haven’t put that together. “Cora insisted on calling him Robert. My dad started calling him Robbie, so I did too. I think he mostly goes by Bo these days.” “So this is Robert who left his fiancée out of the blue? That Robert?” Sarah asks, pacing in small circles.

dragging his skin in their path. “So…do we—do we get married?” “What?” I jump back. “No! What? Why would we get married? We don’t even know each other!” He sits straighter, blowing out a breath. “Sorry, I’m not sure what came over me just then.

Bo rubs two palms down his face, dragging his skin in their path. “So…do we—do we get married?” “What?” I jump back. “No! What? Why would we get married? We don’t even know each other!” He sits straighter, blowing out a breath. “Sorry, I’m not sure what came over me just then.

Yes, we need help.” Sarah seethes. “Help understanding why you’d give that man six ore for one fucking sheep.” “Honestly?” Caleb asks. “I don’t know. It’s like he just charmed them out of my hand.

Someone really needs to knock you down a few pegs, pretty boy.” I elbow his stomach and give his shoulder a light shove as I push past him. He stumbles on his feet and falls onto his ass. I look down at him with an innocent smile. “Oops. I tripped.” “Glad to know you still think I’m pretty.” His grin is proud as he stretches out on the ice, a long-limbed starfish. “Game on, Hartwell. I hope you’re ready for war.” “I always win, Miller,” I say as I skate toward my bag, glad to leave him behind.

If I had it my way, you’d quit your job, put your feet up, and relax for the next few months.” “You want a kept woman,” I tease. “I certainly want to keep you.” He blanches as soon as the words leave his mouth. “I mean, I want to keep you happy. Here and happy and—