“The unvarnished reality was that he was, and always would be, an alcoholic and drug abuser who hung on by his fingertips… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“I swear to you, Zane. I thought what I was doing was right. I searched for you after I left New York.… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“What had sparked them to go from hating each other like these two did, to loving each other like they did now?… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“He'd just called Shawn a bottom, though, and Shawn looked pissed. Call Remy a bottom and he would jump you and let you screw… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“I would have chosen you over anything," Zane hissed. He pulled back, breaking Ty's hold, bunched the front of Ty's shirt in both hands,… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“Zane rolled his eyes. "Galloping crazies." Ty squeezed his hand. "Well, you said you liked horses.” — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“He had no doubt that he knew who Ty was now, inside and out. He knew every one of Ty's quirks and weak spots… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“Why a compass?” Ty asked. He hadn’t taken his eyes off Zane’s yet. Zane smiled and ran his thumb across the pendant. “Because you… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“Brandt certainly didn’t see what the big deal was. Things caught fire; it wasn’t always Brandt’s fault.” — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“Who are you, Zane?" Zane cocked his head. "I'm an artist. I'm a geek." He felt Ty smile. "I am one badass motherfucker on… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“You listen to me, Beaumont Tyler Grady. You are a wise-cracking, stubborn, annoying pain in the ass who lives to cause trouble. You’re also… — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
“Fuck," Ty finally muttered as they broke another heated kiss. "Is that a comment or a request?" Zane asked breathlessly.” — Abigail Roux Copy Share Image
