“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. “Don’t you let me fucking do that, Emilie. Don’t let anyone break you. You’re stronger than… — Lyla Payne Copy Share Image
“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
