“She drove like fucking Danica Patrick. Jesus. He'd actually been nervous, speeding over winding mountain roads, weaving around slower traffic--which was everyone. He'd been damn glad to see the hotel.” — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“Do one’s best. Be true to one’s truth. Love as fully as one can. Understand that anything else is chaos and try to navigate… — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“Wrong, asshole. Your body makes you male. Your brain and your heart—big and strong as ever—they make you a man.” — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“You show me how much you don’t know. He is more than a man. He is a monster.” — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“Right now, after all that. Being with a biker was not always what one might call an empowering experience for a woman.” — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“Their love was not for sharing. Their world could have a little part of them, but the rest of them, the heart of them,… — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“I love you, Sport. I want to put my ring on you. I want to put my ink on you. I want to make… — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“No, baby, please. Make a baby with me. Fuck, make a baby with me. I need it. I need you. I need a baby… — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“Mo, had a word she used that Gunner had always liked: gobsmacked. This girl seemed like someone had come over and smacked her gob.” — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
“You look at me like you see something.” He drew his thumbs over her cheekbones and felt the swell as she smiled. “I do.”… — Susan Fanetti Copy Share Image
