Best 17 quotes of Dana Marton on MyQuotes

Ah, you're warming up to me. You know what comes next." "Bitter disappointment?" she deadpanned.

Flash fire." She turned her head as far as she could, trying to look at him. "I don't know what that means." He shifted on the branch. "First time I was on a submarine, we had a flash fire. It's a combustion explosion. A flammable mist builds up in the air, then suddenly, bam. Think super high temperatures and a rapidly moving flame front. It kills by asphyxiation. Burns up all the available oxygen. It's devastating.

He scissored his legs, pulled hers out from under her, and brought her to the ground. Then, on some stupid impulse, he rolled on top of her to immobilize her, like he would have with an enemy combatant. She stared up at him, wide-eyed, her long hair spread over the carpet of autumn leaves. She was soft against all his hard places. “Maybe I could get into this one-with-nature business.

I can't find the words." She stared daggers at him. "Don't hurt yourself trying.

Murph took his shot and dropped the bastard right out of the tree. then he stood. "I'm an American soldier, you son of a bitch.

No matter what her father wanted, no way was Clara going to partner up with Light Walker. He'd suggested a tarantula for a snack, for heaven's sake. The were never, ever, ever going to work together.

Nothing woke up a man as quickly in the morning as a scorpion in his pants.

Notice the way the dirt feels under your feet, how great the air smells, how beautiful the trees are, how calm and majestic.” He snorted, and she could tell he was fighting not to roll his eyes as he asked, “Calm as opposed to what? All the other trees that run around like headless chickens?

Outrage steamed her brain. "I've waited three days... Do you know what day it is?" He gave a one-sided shrug, his massive shoulder muscles shifting. "Who has time to check the calendar when people are shooting at you and snakes are biting you in the ass?

She growled. He gave her a considering look. "That's almost sexy.

She had the soft presence of a fish hook in the eye.

She stripped out of her bra first, then her panties. “Happy?” “I could be happier.

What anger wants, it buys at the price of soul.

Where did you grow up?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Who says I've grown up?

You can’t just walk up to a stand of unsuspecting oaks and start touching. They’d think you’re getting fresh with them.

You look like you could be the love child of a grizzly bear and a navy destroyer.

You're not horribly terrible." He shook his head at her. "You say the nicest things." He held her gaze for a moment. "You're not trying to get into my pants, are you?