Amy, listen to me. What I do. The choices I make. They're mine. Only mine. The consequences of those decisions—mine. "Mine," he repeated when she sighed heavily. "No one else's." Silence. Only the warm wetness of her tears dampening his… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
Without illusions. I love you because you are fallible and because your poor misguided testosterone-corrupted brain has you doing cartwheels trying not to be.… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“The little imp had gone Brazilian. Damn him for a sinner but the thoughts that zinged through his mind would make the roof of… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“Nose to nose with her, he gave her his best bad dog snarl. "You've forgotten who and what you're dealing with here, princess. So let me jar your memory. I'm not on your father's short list of men you can bring home to dinner. I'm not a nice man. So if all you're looking for is sex...just keep this up… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share
Amy sat back and grinned. "You just smiled." That was definitely something else she could get used to. Of course, he frowned immediately. "I… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
Men. <...> They're idiots. It's like they all take a vow of stupidity or something. — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“Damn," Crystal sputtered, looking up from the dictionary in disbelief. "Oenophlygia: the state of being dunk. It really is a word". Johnny gloated unabashedly.… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“He wasn't a romantic. Had never thought himself as sentimental. But he wanted this one last kiss. "Well", he said, his voice hoarse and… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“Bastards have pissed me off," Reed snarled, out of breath, as he backed into the open armory door. "They hit me in the face."… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
Go away. I told you, I'm not interested." She looked from his lap to his face. "Your nose is growing too. — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
