“In tennis, losing your service game was called being broken. If you lost your service without scoring a single point, you were broken at… — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“Quinn Rowland. God could not be serious with that face, on that body, with those eyes…” — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“I’m afraid you’re going to break me, Quinn.” “Don’t let me.” The challenge in his eyes intensified, heating up and pouring strength into me.… — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“I thought I’d won the match when she’d fallen into my arms, heart and all. The truth was, she’d beaten me. Snatched my soul… — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“My father hadn’t ruined me. It was impossible to ruin a person who had never been formed correctly to begin with, but I had… — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“Time to dig deep and find a Quinn Rowland capable of convincing Emilie to let me fuck her, because losing wasn’t an option. There… — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“It hurt a little that she looked happy to see me, when I only came to break her.” — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“You can't be responsible for anyone but you, Cole. We all make our own decisions, and pay our own consequences. You can love someone,… — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“It had to be her heart, too, or I lose. Sex and feelings. Shame and regret. That was the game.” — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
