“For the first time, the object of what I want is more important than fulfilling my desires.”

You’re it for me, baby. Just you. You’re not going to be your mother. You’re special and unique and we’re going to get you help. But I will be right by your side the entire time. I’ll never leave you. I swear it.

Staying with him. Letting him touch you, hold you, GOD. It’s eating me alive. You may be keeping Sawyer from hating me but you’re only making me hate him

Beau’s arms slipped around my waist. I knew I should step away but I couldn’t make myself. This was home. Being in his arms like this was where I found peace.

Okay, so you want your other nipple pierced,” she said pulling up a chair and getting her supplies ready. “She wants my other nipple pierced,” he replied winking at.

I might never breathe again once he walked away from me.

The whole town’s talking about the way Jax Stone sat in your hospital room and snag to you until you came out of your coma. Then he apparently wouldn’t leave you alone for a minute. The boy sounds hooked.

It’s called Valentine’s Day, you moron. If you’re going to date a human, Dankmar, you need to remember their holidays.

You’re mine, Pagan Moore. You will always be mine.

We had our thing. It is a really good memory but now we’re older. Things change.

I’ll be whatever you allow me to be, Blaire. Just don’t shut me out again. Please.

In all her twisted perfection she had made me fall helplessly in love with her. A life without her in it seemed pointless.

He did say I fascinated him, but he really should have clarified to me that I was just the fascination for the day.

Well, let’s see, I found out Pagan has low blood sugar and becomes a complete b–witch if she doesn’t eat a candy bar during a stressful moment.

He seems like a man who knows what he wants, and the problem is he wants what I want. If it were anything or anyone else, I could stand back and let him take it.” His blue eyes gazed back at me. “But I can’t let him have you.

It was like she’d become the sun, and I started revolving around her. She was my center.

I hate the color red almost as much as i hate blond hair,”he said with an amused tone. -Dank

For the first time I was flying by jet propulsion.

Sales managers should track the number of first meetings with “right fit” prospects a sales person is engaged in on a monthly basis.

I taught my first class at a local elementary school the year my first book, ‘Flying Fingers,’ debuted.

I want to be consistent from the first day of the season to the last.

The first rule of all air combat is to see the opponent first.

It was the first work of art. A horizontal stroke: the woman lying down.

The first thing anyone can do, about any issue, is get informed.

Lampard’s not the first player to run to the crowd with lips over his mouth.