He was rugged, sexy and mysterious, all the things I never knew I wanted.
Words are meaningless when there are no actions backing them up. Prove to me that you feel that way. Don’t just tell me, show me.
Be YOU. There is nothing sexier than someone who is confident enough to be themselves, quirks and all. It is often your unique nature that separates you from the crowd in the best way possible for your romantic match to notice you.
She loves this man and he loves her, and that is the only thing that matters. Let them have their love, Jasper. Now, shut your pie hole. I have come to witness a wedding and I will not hear your voice again.
His mouth claimed hers in a kiss that was as brazen and unforgiving, as terrifying and tantalizing as the electricity between them. She fell into the destruction before her, into him and the carnal desire between them that she knew would tear her to pieces even as the pleasure put her back together again.
Well, for her hormones, apparently all it took was saving her life, an unexpected kiss, and hauling her off like some sort of wolf caveman, to turn her into an adventurous vixen.
He wasn’t the type of cowboy she was supposed to want, but to pretend she didn’t was a lie.
Make no mistake, Princess. I’m no hero.
He was the villain in all this, and when all was said and done, she’d hate him for it. Of that, he was certain.
The scars should make you terrifying, but to me they don’t. They only make you intriguing. It’s beauty with depth.
You’re playing with fire,” he warned.
Love in Life is never a battle of ‘win’ or ‘loss’ but a journey of unconditional acceptance.
She was turned on by him – his scent, his smile; he was the manifestation of seduction. Under normal circumstances, she’d be tempted, but might have had enough willpower to resist him. These weren’t normal circumstances, however. Tonight, she was certain she wanted him in her bedroom.
All men are dogs, Nichelle, and if you don’t feed your dog, you can’t be surprised when he’s in the neighbor’s trash looking for food.
I just feel sorry for men now. It must be frustrating to be so feeble and limited.
How could I have looked at her with anything but wonder and respect and desire?
Furthermore, I preferred to only have cravings I could satisfy without the requirement or assistance of another person. This was, after all, the definition of self-reliance.
The color of her eyes was mossy gold. It make me want to write crap poetry and hire a skywriter.” Quinn Sullivan.
These stubborn people and their demands were like cracker crumbs in my beard: irritating and flaky.
How some pre-teens lose their minds for boy bands, rock stars, and hot celebrities, I always lost my marbles for Beau. It all started when he climbed a tree to save my cat. I was eight. He was ten. He’d kissed me on the cheek. He’d wiped my tears. He’d held my hand. He’d hugged me close. He was my hero. He’d saved my cat.