“I noticed you haven’t asked me to let go of you yet, either.” He lowered his face to hers. “You want me to kiss you. Touch you. Fuck you. Admit it.” — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“Love isn't about perfection or beauty. It's not about how good you look in a bikini, or how perfect your skin is. Love is… — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“I noticed you haven’t asked me to let go of you yet, either.” He lowered his face to hers. “You want me to kiss… — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“Especially when I buried my head between those sweet legs of yours and made you scream my name so loudly you woke up the… — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“I think I'd like to be everything to you-if you wanted all of me. And could give me all of you. Otherwise, I can't… — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“She felt ridiculous standing in the middle of the woods hugging a roll of toilet paper to her chest. And oh so vulnerable, too.… — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“She bit down on her lower lip, just like the heroines always did in her books. Hopefully it actually looked more sexy temptress than… — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“She nodded, but looked off into the distance, keeping her weight on her uninjured ankle. "Uh...I have to go...you know...I have to go." He… — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“You’re going to have to do more than dirty-talk me to get me to fall back into your arms.” — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
“Oh my god." She threw her hands up. "It's a sex injury. You don't have to go all Dr. McDreamy on me, for the… — Diane Alberts Copy Share Image
