Once she kissed me, my heart slowed, and every muscle in my body relaxed. How much I needed her terrified me. -pg 252/ARC Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
He put the knuckles of his fist to the table, leaned toward Niles and spoke quietly, cuttingly, in his rough, gravelly voice.“Fucked her last night, man, and this morning. Five times. Five. It was like she hadn’t been touched in a decade. So fuckin’ sweet. Damn,” he taunted, his eyes locked on Niles. “You’ve had her, you gotta know, not enough money in the world’s worth that. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
She wanted to go over and hug his tears away, but she was too frightened. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Smiling, I cut across the quadrangle toward the commons. I felt better about life than I had in a very long time. We could do this, Lissa and me. We could do this together. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
What d'you suppose I care if I'm a gentleman or not? If I were a gentleman I shouldn't waste my time with a vulgar slut like you. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The trick is finding a person whose flaws don't drive you crazy...you know...someone whose flaws you can live with...someone who can stand your flaws, too. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
It's time, Perry". He let her go. She took a step back, taking in his face one last time. His green eyes. The bend in his nose and the scars on his cheek. All the tiny inperfections that made him beautiful. Without a word, she turned and made her way downhill. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
She was an idiot. An adorable, gorgeous, feisty, funny, sweet, sexy idiot. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
If I looked like him,” Tara said. “I’d want to have sex with myself. All the time. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I can't imagine a romance novel published today where the hero rapes the heroine and she falls in love with him. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Your voice sounds like a midnight fire. All warm and worn in and golden. I could listen to you talk forever." "I could never do that". She laughed at him. He brought his lips to her ear. "Your scent is like violets early in spring," he whispered. Then he laughed at himself because though it was true, he sounded like the worst kind of fool. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>