“I hate to tell you this, but it's not my birthday. Do I still get the present? ~ Michael McCade” — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“He’d fallen for her—for her sometimes amusing, sometimes confounding combination of strength, brains, drive, vulnerability, and mile-wide stubborn streak. He’d fallen for the whole… — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“I seem to recall ripping your panties off last night, so tell me, Soph, whatcha got on under this little red dress?” — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“Her heart slipped out of its life jacket and paddled toward the deep end of stupid, where the water was way over its head” — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“Time means nothing and when you find the right person, you just know.” — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“This sweet little spot needs some TLC. Here’s the deal, Soph. You admit it was me you thought about when you got dressed this… — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“He had a childish urge to throw the phone down. Only the prospect of the pain he’d inflict on himself in the process of… — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“You need me to strip you naked, bend you over my bed, and slide my cock inside you until you forget what it feels… — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“To be honest, your crap fascinates me. Having you here is like visiting a foreign land.” — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“Logan McCade. Paging Logan ‘Pantyripper’ McCade. Please return to your conference call.” — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“Not everything worth learning is summarized in book. Sometimes you've got to rely on instincts.” — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“... she turned to him with her hands on her hips and said, “Take off your shoes and go stand in the corner.” “Excuse… — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“Late or not, you bloomed just fine. I enjoy spending time with you, and it’s got nothing to do with our deal.” — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“He bit his lip to keep from screaming like a little girl. I can't believe you were afraid to ride on my bike. You… — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
“She called him sweet. Next she'd be calling him nice, and if that happened, he might as well tie a big pink bow around… — Samanthe Beck Copy Share Image
