“Slow-slow-quick-quick-slow went her heart. “Damn, I love the tango,” he whispered, tickling her ear.” — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“I don't spill my drinks on just any man, you know." She touched his cheek. "only dashing shark lovers with pantydropping accents.” — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“If your heart loses the ability to trust, you'll never love again.” — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“She ran her hand over the dash. “You’re petting my car,” Hunter said, turning the key. “I usually charge for that.” — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Hooking up with a tall, dark stranger in a bar wasn't anywhere on her to do-do list, but as she eyed those… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Why was life so unfair that the one guy she felt uncontrollable chemistry with ---even when they weren't even touching ---was the… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Think of it this way," he rubbed a fist under his square jaw, "If we hadn't been on the same flight or… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“His lips crashed against hers. If there had been air in her lungs, she wouldn't have known what to do with it.… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“He wished he was doing much more than kissing the back of her silky hand, though throwing her on the bar and… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“I want you alone," he whispered, gliding a hand around her hip, "on a slow boat to China. Days together, nights... rocking… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“I think you look...very nice." the way he said it, with a slight pause and that sexy accent, made Sharona forget all… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“I shouldn't brag, but I'm one of the top experts in my field." She swallowed. "Of shark sex, you mean." "Well, that,… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Tell me if this is too forward," he said in a low voice that was surprisingly shaky, "but do you want to… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“In the grand scheme of things, we share a mutual goal, but I'm not a distraction." He couldn't help laughing, probably loudly… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“And you do know I’m the one who decides who I date”—she glared at Sam—“not you. If I want to drag this… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“One of the most elusive things about the white shark is their, uh..." His eyes moved to hers and he held them… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Tell me if this is too forward," he said in a low voice that was surprisingly shaky, "but do you want to come---" "Yes,"… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“He may have been helping me out of a pretty huge bind, but I wasn’t about to trust him, despite the way he was… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Mel,” I began, staring down, “there’s something I have to tell you.” “I’m listening, babe.” “I kissed Henry when we were camping.” Well, it… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“It’s quite simple, really. Someone offers me chocolate cake or donuts or something, I kind of black out, then come to and I’m covered… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“She kind of accidentally bumped into his chest on the way out. Well, maybe not so accidentally. She saw his muscles through his shirt… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Hooking up with a tall, dark stranger in a bar wasn't anywhere on her to do-do list, but as she eyed those broad shoulders,… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“The soft wool blend of his sweater felt itchy compared to his skin. Even though we’d been together all night, I couldn’t get over… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Why was life so unfair that the one guy she felt uncontrollable chemistry with ---even when they weren't even touching ---was the only guy… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Yes, this little vacation was just what the doctor ordered, if that doctor was of the philosophy of running away from your problems. I… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“In the grand scheme of things, we share a mutual goal, but I'm not a distraction." He couldn't help laughing, probably loudly enough to… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“And you do know I’m the one who decides who I date”—she glared at Sam—“not you. If I want to drag this guy into… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
