“Helen’s gaze flickers to Liv. “I’m Helen Morgan. Dean and I were once married.” “I’m Olivia West,” Liv replies. “Dean and I are married.” The possessive tone in her voice does me some good.” — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“He didn't touch me. He could have—he had the perfect reason to—but he didn't. Instead he bent to collect my papers before the breeze… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“So pretty with her long hair and bright eyes. And so pure and damaged at the same time, like a priceless vase threaded with… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“Christ Liv, sometimes the way you look at me makes me feel like I can hang the fucking moon.” “Because I’ve always believed you… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“And the most valuable lesson I’ve learned will forever live in my heart, right beside my husband. Love the one who proves to you… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“I press my face against her sweet-smelling hair. “You’ll always be my allure.” — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“I knew I could be everything for him that he was for me. I could heal his wounds, be his anchor, treasure him. Together… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“I want to grab her and shove her up against the nearest wall. Rip her clothes off and fuck her until the earth trembles… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“I put my hands flat on the table. Lean in to look her in the eye. “So she was a student when we met.… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“Our marriage has always been an island, a safe place where sea-dragons and monstrous creatures can’t reach us. Now we’re letting them in, gnashing… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“I didn’t know this kind of love existed, the kind that can both shatter you to pieces and make you whole.” — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
“Right now I want you naked against me," Dean says. "I want to wake up cold because you’ve hogged all the blankets. I want… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
