Claiming her as his. He was rough, demanding and possessive. He wanted her to feel his brand of love. Complete. Encompassing. Reverent. Carnal.
As she'd grown, she moved through life in silence, hoping not to be noticed, afraid of drawing attention to herself.
Her pushed
You know me, gattina, you're just conditioned to think you can't trust anyone. He did that to you. Don't let him interfere with us. You have the right to live your life, Grace.
We're all family. Family takes care of family no matter how bad it is or what the cost to us personally is [...]That's what we do. We're Torpedo Ink and that IS Torpedo Ink.
They keep me from going off the deep end. Not like you do, but I have to be with them. I AM Torpedo Ink. If you love me, you love the club. It's really that simple.
There was a sense of comfort being wrapped up in his arms. He was calm in the middle of a terrifying experience. He was a rock she could cling to.
That fantasy mouth smiled. The kind of smile that could melt the panties off a nun. Holy Cow.
Someone needs to drag you kicking and screaming into this century.
She wanted to walk into the night and disappear.
She probably should have been afraid of him, but he brought her such a sense of well-being that fearing him was impossible.
She laughed easily, that was one of the things he remembered most. Her laughter. The sound of it. The way she turned everything bad into something good.
She could communicate love with just one caress of her fingers. This touch was natural to her and had nothing to do with sex and everything to do with love.
Or maybe it was survival mode they both lived in, and they didn't dare allow anyone else in because if they were ripped apart a second time there would be no fixing either of them
I’m used to doing things my way, and Aidan is set in his medieval ways.What’s medieval? Joshua wanted to know.Ask Aidan. He’s good with answers, she replied resentfully.Medieval refers to the days of...
It had been hard to tell him. Very hard. She'd learned not to trust anyone, but more importantly, she knew not to get close to anyone.
If you think I’ll let you go into that hornet’s nest you’ve got another think coming. He’s my son. I’ll be the one going to get him.
I'm not rejecting you. Just the opposite. You mean something huge to me. Huge. I can't think about much of anything else but keeping you alive.
I'll be damned if I apologize for the choices I've made. They were hard decisions, but I had good reasons for making them.
I want you to be mine completely. I need you to give yourself to me the way you kiss me. More importantly, I need to be your man. The one who shelters you, protects you, gives you everything.