Top 300 Sarina Bowen Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “Holy Cannoli. I was cuddling the world’s grumpiest farmer.”

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152. “So many things I thought I knew about my life were wrong. But that happened sometimes. All we can do is listen harder, hug harder and hope for the best.”

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153. “The best things in life are the ones you don’t expect.”

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154. “What the hell was that?” I hiss at Blake. “Good question. You go first.” He crosses his huge arms over his chest. “I’m not allowed to talk to your teammates?” “Talk all you want. But flirting ain’t allowed, honey.” Seriously? “I’ll flirt with whomever I want,” I shoot back. “Aw, you really think that?” He smiles. “That’s so sweet.”

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155. “In the movies, the clothes just fall right off. But the truth of the matter is that getting two people out of jeans and socks and underwear in one small bed was more awkward than I would have thought.”

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156. “Jamie’s free hand warms my back while his other one preps me. “Baby,” he whispers. “Can you take more?” I nod into his neck. A second finger joins the first one. At first I struggle against the burn. It’s Jamie. It’s okay. Another deep breath and I make myself relax. “That’s it,” he urges. “I want you to ride me, okay? And when you come, I want you to shoot all over my chest.”

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157. “This is nice,” he says solemnly. I swallow. “Would be nicer if you moved.” “In a minute.” He brings his hand to my face and strokes it gently. “I’m enjoying this. Your cheeks are bright red. So are your tits.” He ducks his head and kisses one breast. “You’re so hot when you’re turned on.” I grasp his ass and dig my fingers into the taut flesh, trying to push him deeper inside, but his body is unyielding. The Great Wall of Blake ain’t moving until he says so.”

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158. “I’m not sure,” I answer. “I’ll look at our game schedule and his game schedule and see if it works out. But I know Wes would be happy to come if his schedule allows it.” All of their faces light up.”

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159. “The sound of his voice fluttered right inside Georgia’s chest. It was the same smoky sweet timbre that used to whisper into her ear while they made love. She hadn’t let herself remember that sound in a long time.”

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160. “The boy could melt granite with that smile.”

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161. “Maybe it’s just that this woman is the answer to a wish I hadn’t known I’d made.”

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162. “He’s smeared himself with my Chanel lipstick, so I cup his chin and wipe it off with my thumb. “I’m not afraid of a little lipstick,” he whispers. “You can mess me up any time you want, honey.”

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163. “It’s no accident that I’d named my guitar after a boy. He was as close to a boyfriend as I was likely to get.”

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164. “El amor es una amistad prendida fuego. Ahora lo entiendo.”

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165. “You want me to humiliate myself without coffee?” I grumble. “That’s cold.”

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166. “Let me love you tonight.”

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167. “Why did the scarecrow get a promotion?” Bingley quips. “He was outstanding in his field .”

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168. “Acknowledging my sexuality is starting to feel inevitable. My attraction to Luke isn’t just a one-off thing. My attraction to men is here to stay and keeping that bottled up feels wrong now. It makes the secret feel enormous.”

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169. “Teenage boys were very useful for farm work, of course. But the men did not like having their grown sons in the house. They took up too much space, for one. But also, it was not fit to have lusty young men share a roof with so many women. Since the girls in Paradise were married off at seventeen or eighteen, that meant that the youngest wives were often the same age as the bachelors.”

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170. “Then he kisses me as if he’s just invented kissing and wants to give me a thorough demonstration of how it’s done. Apparently.”

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171. “Once upon a time we were briefly friends with benefits. Now we’re just friends at a benefit.”

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172. “I would work on this farm and share meals with these people. I would smile and act normal for as long as it took. Until acting normal seemed normal again, and the dragons in my heart forgot to blow their fire.”

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173. “I smile when he snakes one hand between the tight seal of our bodies, trying to find his cock. He’s burning up, his face and chest flushed with desire. When he bears down on my ass and groans in frustration, I take pity on my man and rise to my knees again, yanking his hips to pull him closer. The new angle makes him curse. His fingers seek out his erection, but I gently bat them away. “My job, baby. I make you come.”

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174. “In for a penny, in for a pound. My mattress slides off the wooden frame when I give it a tug. I drop it on the floor beside my bed. There’s just enough room left for Jamie to do the same. Standing there staring down at my mattress, I feel exposed in a way I haven’t ever felt before. Jamie and I fool around, but we don’t talk about it. I don’t ask him for anything except orgasms.”

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175. “Happiness is being wrapped into a kiss.”

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176. “Last I saw him, he was sucking on a bottle of whiskey like he was trying to make it come.”

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177. “Any chick but Jess Canning, that is. She’s my problem. And I can hardly even form the words in my mind, they’re so awful. I’m falling for her. But does she notice? No, no and no. My date is too busy fawning over the Irish chump on the stage.”

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178. “Jessie,” I whisper against her lips. “I want you so bad. Let me have you.” “Unnmf,” she grunts. I reach under the short skirt she’s wearing and find a tiny pair of underwear that I quickly tug off. “Now, baby,” I urge. “Do it.”

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179. “I never thought I’d be opening this box. With Jamie. For Jamie. “Are you sure?” I ask thickly. He nods. Those brown eyes burn with hunger. They shine with trust. I memorize that expression, the way he looks lying there at my mercy, big and hard and rippling with masculine power.”

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180. “When he finally goes still, I collapse on his sticky chest and growl in his ear. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He clings to me, his big palms pressed to my damp back. We lie that way a long time. I’m just drifting on my own happiness. I lead a big life, and it’s a hell of a ride. But there aren’t many moments like this. I want to bottle it and carry it everywhere I go.”

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181. “Are you going to read it?” I ask. “Or just stand there making me sexually frustrated.”

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182. “I, James,” my beautiful brother echoes, “take you, Ryan, to be my friend and husband.” “To be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of perfect health.” My brother repeats the vow. “In times of joy and inevitable sorrow, in times of failure and in times of glory, I promise to cherish and respect you, to care for and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay by your side, forever.”

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183. “Kissing my way down her hairline, I pause at her ear. “First time I ever saw you, I wanted a kiss,” I whisper, punctuating it with a kiss on her cheekbone. “Now I’m totally spoiled. Forever.”

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184. “Baby, you had me at teammates. Please tell me there won’t be enough chairs and I’ll have to sit on one of their laps.”

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185. “Their complaint is eight pages long, detailing instance after instance of inappropriate, homophobic language. And a few racial slurs, too. I drank a very large glass of scotch after reading it. I had no idea things were so bad.”

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186. “Still have your teeth?’ Benito asked, smiling.”

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187. “I don’t know why I fought you for so long.”

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188. “Best as I could tell, he was minding a big sterilizer full of jam jars on the stove. He had the tongs in one hand, but mostly he busied himself singing Technotronic’s “Pump Up the Jam,” and dancing around. “You are killing me with that song,” his twin sister Daphne complained. The two of them looked to be high school aged. “This is what I sing when we make jam.”

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189. “Then I ignore the warning. His eyes widen as I shove my fingers through his hair and tug his head closer. “What – ” He doesn’t get to finish that sentence, because I’m smashing my mouth against his.”

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190. “And that’s how Canning and I came to have a big framed photo on our living room wall featuring the entire Toronto team dressed in very loud gingham. I swear the color rendered a little bolder in print than it looks in real life, because this photo is kind of blinding. But Jamie snickers whenever I suggest that.”

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191. “Am I finding somewhere else to sleep tonight?” He sighs. “No, jackass.”

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192. “My face wasn’t the same as I remembered, either. I saw a squarer jaw then I used to have, and my hair was bleached out from the summer’s sunshine. Not half bad, I realized. Standing there, I looked a long time at myself. Which was precisely why there were no mirrors in Paradise.”

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193. “She never wanted to become anyone’s adjust-your-expectations girlfriend.”

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194. “Wait. What?” I demand. He releases me with a wet pop. “You. Me. We’re a thing, if I do you in my bed.” “Says who?” My words are tough, but I’ve heated up faster than the top-of-the-line stove I spotted in his spiffy kitchen. “Says me. My bed is a temple. It’s reserved for solo spanks. And girlfriends.”

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195. “Wes,” I say softly. “You’d better just get used to it. Blake and I are together for real.” Blake’s expression fills with surprise. Then he gives me a wide Riley smile. “Aw, Jessie. You make me so happy.” He pushes me against the elevator wall and kisses me.”

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196. “What kind of city doesn’t have a football team? Explain that to me, Wes.” “They do have one,” I point out. “The Argonauts.” Richard narrows his eyes. “Is it an NFL team?” “Well, no, it’s CFL, but – ” “Then they don’t have a team,” he says firmly. I stifle a laugh.”

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197. “I have the same dirty mind as everyone else. And I just want what everyone else has.”

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198. “That was so hot,” he tells me. Hot? Try scorching. Blistering. A goddamn inferno.”

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199. “Don’t worry, beautiful. You’ll get what you need.”

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200. “Even in the midst of a bad decision, I could still live in the moment. And the moment was fine.”

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