I’d tell him to go to hell, but it just so happens I’m stuck there and don’t want to have to see him every day.
Beneath her cheek, his heart was thumping steadily. Definitely faster than his usual near-hibernation beat. Lifting her head, she flashed him a tight smile. “I get to you.” “Are you kidding? You own me,” he said, his voice running over her like silk.
He knew he had no right to touch her, crave her like air, but he did both. And when he put his mouth on hers, he recognized the taste of her, like she’d been made just for him.
A thong. God bless the thong. He hooked his fingers in the silk sides and tugged, rolling the silk down her legs until it hit the floor, his favorite place for panties.
He can cook and give good massages. What more do you need in a husband?
He felt his heart roll, exposing its underbelly. Nothing he could do about that. He was equipped to eliminate threats, protect and serve. Not to love. Never to love.
Live as big as you can, with what you’ve got.
How about we give each other everything we can and not blame each other for what we can’t.
When I’m writing, the romance is always the most important thing to me, but I really love adding in slices of real life, and for me that real life always includes animals.
They say money talks, but all mine ever says is ’good-bye sucker.’
Men are like roses. You have to watch out for the pricks.
Chocolate is cheaper than therapy, and you don’t need an appointment.
As for the military or service professionals, I have nothing but respect for them, but come on, when it comes to romance novels, we all know it’s really about the uniforms and how the guys look in them!
Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it’s our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you’d like to have dinner with.
The smile made her want to hug him, and maybe love him up some more. Stupid smile.
In his world, people never questioned him. And it was a good place to be, his world. Apparently she hadn’t gotten the memo.
Try asking sometime. Not all women will stand for that 50 Shades crap, you know.
All you have to do is take a man at face value. Don’t go into it thinking you can change them. Men aren’t fixer-uppers, not like a house or a car. You buy them as is.
Two of my fav pieces of wisdom from Phoebe: – Men are like parking spots. All the good ones are taken, and those that aren’t are inaccessible. – Remember, it’s always better to be the smartass rather than the dumbass.
You could start an argument in an empty house.