Did you think of maybe telling me you were going to clean my gutters and needed a ladder to do it before taking off to look at ladders, leaving me talking to myself?” I asked. “When I took off, you weren’t talkin’.” I found this hard to believe, though I did have to take a breath so perhaps he’d escaped when I did that.
I’d eat a picnic in Hades with him.
I feel in love with you when you had a beard.
A man hurts your woman, you take yours from that man. You never take it from your woman.
That’s not what I’m sayin’. It isn’t about that, though that was a bonus. Even if I hadn’t been your first, I still would claim you as mine. But any man is defined by the woman who shares her bed with him.” “That isn’t true.” “It is, and it works the other way, too.” Oh my God. Did he really think that?
The last time, even though I didn’t know it, you were taken from me. This time, if you leave, it’s all you.
You gotta let others take responsibility for their actions and decisions or you’ll get buried under them and they’re not even yours.
Tack walked to his kids, grabbing Tabby behind her head first. He pulled her in and kissed the top. He repeated this with his son.
Still, beautiful, let your man do what he’s gotta do.
Rush had his arm around Tab and he’d pulled her close. He nodded. His son was a good kid. Tabby whimpered. His daughter felt deep. “Love you both,” he told them, his voice rougher than normal. “Love you too, Dad,” Tabby whispered. “Love you, Dad.” Rush’s voice was gruff. Tack took off.
Lawson didn’t look happy and this had to do with the fact that I’d endured a drive-by, the fact that Tack essentially abducted and detained me afterward, and the fact that he was taking my statement while I was sitting cross-legged in one of Hawk’s recliners in his seating area while spooning up hot and sour soup. How I knew this, I didn’t know. I just knew it. When.
All eyes went there to see Hawk Delgado and Lee Nightingale, another local badass, a private investigator, walking in.
He rolled her to her back and used his hands, mouth, and tongue on her, all over her, and she was greedy for that too. Arching against him, her hands coaxing and demanding, her nails scraping or diving into his hair to hold him to her.
He moved out the door but looked back, doing it over his leather clad shoulder, a sinister biker who had a light touch, a molten look, a way with babies, and a talented mouth.
The door opened and Tack’s eyes cut to it to see Brock “Slim” Lucas and Mitch Lawson coming through the door.
I fell in love with you, Liv.” “That’s impossible.” “It isn’t. It happened. And you – ” “It’s impossible because there is no me to fall in love with. I don’t exist.” That made him stop moving. She continued speaking. “I breathe. I’m here. I take up space. I eat. I drive. But I have no brain. No will. No strength. No opinions. I do not matter to the point I do not exist.” “You exist for me.” “I.
Knight was walking to me; dark gray, drawstring pajama bottoms on, long-ish hair sexy messy from sleep, chest with its enticing array of dark hair bared, eyes on me.
It isn’t about narrow minds. It isn’t about closed minds. It’s about hate. You don’t love the parts of a person you get that fit into your view of the world. You love all of a person and if you don’t, you don’t love them at all.
Sahnahsoo nahna Dax neenkah, kah Dahksahna,” he murmured. Let your King inside, my Queen.
Stop being smart and logical. It’s annoying.