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| 1881813 | He went for a clean, dry T-shirt and towels and came back to her, kneeling in front of her. "Come on, Mel. Let's get you dry." She lifted her head and looked at him with eyes that were both terribly sad and exhausted. She was listless. Spent. And her lips were blue with cold. He peeled off her jacket, tossing it on the floor. Then her blouse. He was undressing her like one might a baby, and she didn't resist. He wrapped a towel around her a.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 7111443 | She tsked so that he would know she found him stupid without coming right out and saying so. "Okay, I said I was sorry. That he was right and I'm sorry." "After he cleaned your clock, I assume...." "Well, yeah. After." "Men." "We're usually on the same team," he pointed out. "When there's not a woman between you." "I'm getting that." "You know, there's this little rule about opinions. They're only good when someone actually asks you for the.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| a681bab | Hey, Jack," Rick said. And Jack looked up. "Holy God!" Rick said, jumping back. "Man!" "Yeah. Kind of ugly, huh?" "Who hit you?" "I ran into a door," he said. "Nah," Rick said, shaking his head. "That door has a name. And there's only one guy I can think of who could get one like that off on you. What did you do to piss him off?" Jack shook his head and chuckled. "Too smart for your own damn good, aren't you? I had an opinion I should've ke.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| ff3a04e | Politics is history in the making. | Adolf Hitler | ||
| 7b76d55 | While the man approached, although he had a sinister twist to his mouth, he was clearly no match for the men waiting just inside the bar, waiting to protect Paige. This preppy man in his pleated pants and Florsheim Chester loafers was not like the big Virgin River men. How could he inflict so much power, so much damage? He was smaller than Jack; so much smaller than Preacher. Goodness, he was about Rick's size! Not quite six feet with short.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| a66e015 | I can't do violence in front of her. She might think I'm like him. I'm not like him. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 022b86a | When Jack turned from Mel, Rick took one look at the storm gathering on Jack's face, the way he clenched his fists open and closed, and stepped out of his way. Jack walked over to Lassiter and stuck out a hand to assist him in standing. "Good thing you stopped him," Lassiter said, putting out his hand for assistance. "I'd have had his ass." Jack pulled him to his feet with a snarl, and once he was upright, threw a punch into his face that b.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 752a916 | Shame on you," she said to Jack. "I'm sorry, Melinda. But someone had to knock the shit out of this asshole at least once, and if Preacher had done that, this idiot would never walk again." "Well, if you get into trouble, don't come crying to me," she said, and turned to follow Paige and Preacher into Doc's. *" | Robyn Carr | ||
| 9ff78ea | John," she said, "please make sure Christopher is all right. That he doesn't see his father. That he knows Mama is okay. Please." "Mel and Jack can--" "No, John. Please. Take care of Chris. I'll be all right, but I don't want him scared and I don't want him to see his father. Please?" "Anything you want," he said. "Paige..." "No, no more apologies," she said. "Take care of Chris." Preacher assisted Mel in sliding Paige from the exam table t.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| d76905f | Paige lay on the examining table in Doc's clinic and Preacher held her hand in both of his. "I let you down," he was saying, so softly Mel barely heard. "No," she whispered. "No." "Paige, were you afraid I was going to hurt him?" Her eyes shifted away from his face and he brushed a soft hand against the hair at her temples. "Paige, I could've hit him--but I don't lose control. Paige," he said, putting a finger and thumb on her chin, turning.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 46dad64 | What's going to happen to Wes?" She lifted her eyes steadily to her brother's, but she didn't answer at once. "I don't know. He's admitted himself into a drug treatment program." "Why?" Bud asked. Again she paused. "For drug treatment. It's not unusual for some of those traders to get hooked on... You know... Uppers?" It was stated as a question. And Preacher thought, it was meth. It wasn't a little bitty innocent drug. "And you couldn't do.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| ef4caca | If you want a place to sit for a while, while you think things over, you can have that room that smells like bacon in the morning for as long as you want." Then very quietly, almost to himself, he said, "For life, if you want." "I could help out," she said. Eyes closed, she smiled sleepily. "I could do dishes." Her eyelids fluttered a little, but she couldn't keep them open. He brushed her hair back. "Jack wants to build a house," he said. .. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 7330e96 | She looked up at him with eyes that seemed to want to cry. Oh, he hoped she wouldn't do that. He hated when women cried. He had no idea what to do. Jack could handle it. He was chivalrous; he knew exactly what to do with a woman under any circumstance. Preacher was uncomfortable around women until he got to know them. When you got down to it, he was inexperienced. Although it wasn't intentional, he tended to scare women and children simply .. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 0a1bae5 | But in August 1945, Americans | Fannie Flagg | ||
| b06c897 | A piercing cry came from the playroom. Preacher was on his feet at the same moment Chris came flying into the kitchen, holding his forearm with his other hand. He ran to his mother, with a look of pain and fear, his mouth open in a wail, tears on his face. Paige instantly drew him in, asking, "What's wrong? What's wrong?" Preacher leaned over, pulled Chris's hand away, saw the perfect outline of a juvenile mouth and, with an expression of s.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 131ef30 | She sighed deeply. "I really thought about trying to explain them," she said. "And why I really didn't want to--" He reached across the console and picked up her hand, holding it, giving it a squeeze. He smiled and shook his head at her. It's okay, he mouthed silently. He didn't let go of her hand." | Robyn Carr | ||
| 9453348 | We want this people to be hard, not soft, and you must steel yourselves for it in your youth! | Adolf Hitler | ||
| 32e8baa | Tell us about your man," Susan said. "Oh, Jack's not my man," she said automatically. "He is the first friend I made in Virgin River, however. He runs a little bar and grill across the street from Doc's--as much a meeting place as a restaurant. They don't even have a menu--his partner, a big scary-looking guy named Preacher who turns out to be an angel--cooks up one breakfast item, one lunch item and one dinner item every day. On an ambitio.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 2944ffd | Paige, the way you just stood up and left like that, I was awful proud of you. Really, you're stronger than you let on." She sighed. "I should've stood up and left sooner. I was real close." "Me, too," he said. "I think maybe we tried too hard with Bud. Both of us. He always act like that?" "When he's not real quiet and sulky." "He get along with Wes okay?" Preacher asked. "Bud thinks Wes is awesome. Because he thinks Wes is rich. Wes think.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 714edc4 | Being around her gentled him, steadied him. Made him want to be a better man. It also had another, more disquieting effect; when she brushed up against him, when he caught a whiff of her sweet, natural scent, he could almost become aroused. The three of them had been in each other's constant company for weeks, and his attachment to Chris was strengthening, his affection for Paige deepening by the day. By the hour. When he took her small han.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 149280f | They shared a hotel room while in Los Angeles--two queens. Preacher in one bed, Paige and her son in the other. Lying in the same room with her was both blissful and painful. He would hear every soft noise, every little snuffle in the bed, and wonder what it might be like to lie beside her, bring her against him. When he would shower after her in the morning, he'd get heady from the smells of her soap, shampoo and lotion. * | Robyn Carr | ||
| a030b46 | God, that's a relief. I hope I never have to walk in that front door again." "It's too bad, to have all that and lose it. That's like the American dream. What every man thinks is the perfect life. A family, success, stuff." "Is that your idea of the big dream, John?" He laughed. "My idea is a lot smaller." She stared at his profile for a long moment. Then very quietly she said, "I bet it's not really smaller. But maybe a lot less complicate.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 9ffcddd | Everyone in Virgin River knows where I live. And probably half the people in Clear River." "God," he said, tightening his arms around her. "Did it ever occur to you that you could have been at risk?" he asked her. "For a minute or two," she said. She looked up at him and smiled. "I don't expect you to understand this--but there was a baby coming. And I'm glad I went. Besides, I wasn't in trouble. The mother was." He let out a slow, relieved.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| ade6267 | Lenore had pushed her into had been a complete disaster. | Fannie Flagg | ||
| b4fd957 | She shrieked his name, threw her arms around his neck and hugged him so fiercely he took a step back and started to laugh. He put his arms around her and held her off the floor in her excitement. She kissed him on both cheeks, several times, making loud smacking noises. He laughed at her, hanging on, hating the thought of letting her go. He had to put her down too soon. Large, liquid green eyes stared up at him, overcome, and on her lips a .. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 16ab2d6 | While he sat on the edge of the bed to retrieve his jeans from the floor, she saw the tattoo on his back for the first time--a large sunburst right between his shoulder blades. Very sexy on that broad, brown back. She'd seen the other one earlier, an armband in the shape of a chain. | Robyn Carr | ||
| abe6aba | I should thank you, I think. I know that John called you about my...situation. My ex-husband." "Ex now?" he asked. "Yes, very recently. I don't even carry the name anymore." "And I guess, if you're still here--" "I love it here. I don't know when I've felt more...I don't know, normal. And Christopher is so happy--he loves John so much." "It's pretty clear how Preach--how John feels." "Is it?" she asked. Mike laughed. "Okay, he's not the mos.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| afd2570 | Do you remember when I came here after Davie was born? I would listen to you practice your guitar in the early mornings." "I didn't know you were there." "I used to pretend you were playing for me. I was so moved by the music, I imagined you playing for me late into the night. You tempted me even then." He chuckled. "I never knew. At that time, you wouldn't give an inch." "I was pretty sure all men were dogs." "We are. We deserve nothing. B.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 7b258d8 | Preacher. I gotta ask you something. What the hell's eating you?" "What do you mean?" he replied, frowning. Jack shook his head in frustration. "You have this beautiful little family under your roof. You watch over them like a papa bear. That kid adores you, you have a sweet, cuddly young beauty to knock boots with every night, and you're depressed. I mean, you are obviously depressed!" "I'm not depressed," he said somewhat meanly. "And I h.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| e854abe | Hey," he said. She turned around and, as quickly, turned back. There had been tears on her face. He frowned. What was this? Trouble in paradise? "Hey," he said, walking up behind her, squeezing her upper arm with his left hand. "What's going on?" he asked her. "Nothing," she said with a sniff. He turned her around to face him. He looked down at her pretty face and for the hundredth time thought, that damn Preacher. I bet he doesn't know wha.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| dc2cb2e | There's no danger of disease," he said. "I haven't been with a woman since before the shooting, and in the hospital every cell in my body was screened. But there is another matter.... Are you taking pills?" She shook her head, but her eyes were clear. "Ah," he said. "Mel can help with that. There's something she can give you to prevent a baby." "What if I didn't do that?" she asked. "What if I didn't go to Mel?" That caused him to straighte.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 76d5b7d | When the last of the dishes were put up, the floor swept, the Open sign turned off and the door latched, Preacher trudged slowly up the stairs to his old room. When he got there he found Christopher was jumping on the bed while beside it Paige stood holding his pajama top, trying to get him to settle down after his bath. She threw a look over her shoulder with a wan smile that said she was coming to the end of her rope. After all, she'd bee.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 1bb02b5 | He can be a mystery. There's more to Preacher than... You really care about him?" "I do." "Then you be patient. He'll come around. Paige, it's obvious--he cares about you, too. You and Christopher. I've never seen him like this with anybody." "Maybe he wants to be sure I'm not just--" Mike was shaking his head. "He wants to be sure of himself, Paige. Preacher's real cautious. I think the man could be terrified of disappointing you. That's m.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 11be501 | Ah. I knew I forgot something. It's the reason I came here, to you--it wasn't just because I needed your touch to help make me stronger. It was so much more than that. I couldn't be away from you a second longer. I think you're the best friend I've ever had. In fact, we became so close in the last six months, I didn't think we could get any closer." She put her fingers on his lips. "The joke's on me--this goes beyond my wildest expectations.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| b93f707 | I've never felt more at home." She touched his handsome face. "If last night made a baby, it will be a beautiful baby. I don't want Mel's help to make sure it doesn't stick. If it's there, it's yours--and I want it." "Then that's how it will be," he said. He kissed her deeply, passionately. "Whatever you want." "I" | Robyn Carr | ||
| 0c41181 | She loved watching John--his movements so slow and steady, confident. And to talk with him in the evening after closing, even for a while, was like a reward. The sound of his voice as he read to her son, kind of raspy and soft, comforted her as much as it did Chris. She | Robyn Carr | ||
| a22bf74 | If she left, he was going to lose his mind. If she stayed, he was going to lose his mind. She | Robyn Carr | ||
| 912daef | He was grateful to have a big cooking job ahead to take his mind off things. He was making his lists, getting out his recipes. And he stopped shaving his head the day she left. Within four days a cap of short black hair covered his dome. "What's going on with this?" Mel laughed, reaching up and rubbing a hand over his bristly, dark head. "Head's cold," he said. "I like it. Do you grow it in every winter?" "Head hasn't been this cold on othe.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| d290655 | At night, after Jack had gone home and the last customer of the night had left, Preacher went up to Paige's bedroom above the bar and went inside. That she had left so many of her things behind, including Christopher's toys, did not encourage him. He couldn't believe she'd come back here. To him. If she returned at all, it would probably only be for her things. He didn't think he had anything to offer her beyond a safe harbor. Probably Jean.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 607d0d1 | There might as well have been no one else in the room. As she walked toward the bar, he came around it. "I'm sorry I didn't get here in time to help," she said. Preacher stooped to pick up Christopher, who put his arms around his neck first, then rubbed his head. "You din't shabe it," he said. Preacher kissed the little boy on the cheek. "My head was cold," he said. Paige wrapped her arms around his waist and, looking up at him, said, "I ho.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 91f1d2d | The most delicious thing it's going to see today is Preacher's lunch," she said, but she smiled when she said it. "Thank God," he said, teasing. "I admit, I was pretty worried. I wondered--if I gave you wine and music and you began to seduce me, how would I--" "Get out of it?" she asked, amused. "Not exactly, mija." He grinned. "How would I keep Jack from killing me." "Don't take this the wrong way, Mike, it's not personal, but Jack isn't i.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 428df6c | Oh, really. This saving-up business--I guess you think you're the only one who missed it. Huh?" "Well... You got a little pissy there for a while...." "Well, John, you told everyone it was ovulation day! You're going to have to learn to be a little more discreet in the future." "Anything" | Robyn Carr | ||
| c15fad5 | Jeannie saw the bear with the blue-and-gray flannel leg. She had stroked it and said, "Oh, God. I've never known a guy who does something like this. This is amazing." "It's one of the first things that convinced me to stay. The way he is with Chris." "That's really awesome," Jeannie said. "But you can't stay there forever because of how he is with your child, you know." "That isn't all there is," she said softly. "It's how he is with me. Bu.. | Robyn Carr | ||
| 28f4167 | We should think about naming your new playmate," she said. "I have a suggestion," he said. "Emma." "I like Emma," she said. "Old girlfriend?" "Mother. My mother," he said. "Aw, that's sweet. I think your mother would be happy you're finally serious." "Mel?" -- | Robyn Carr |