“Soft skin warm against his nose, her pulse beating strong against his cheek, suddenly clear thinking and being the voice of reason were concepts as foreign as a different language.” — Lotchie Burton Copy Share Image
“He reached for one of her fidgeting hands, grasping hold. Her eyes met his then faltered, lowered and grazed over his damaged skin. Her… — Lotchie Burton Copy Share Image
“Soft skin warm against his nose, her pulse beating strong against his cheek, suddenly clear thinking and being the voice of reason were concepts… — Lotchie Burton Copy Share Image
“There’s no point in fighting me on this. Wherever you go, one, or both of us will be with you. Period. Get used to… — Lotchie Burton Copy Share Image
“Yeah. I’m an asshole. But I promise you, when the shit rolls downhill and you need someone with a shovel, I’m an asshole who… — Lotchie Burton Copy Share Image
“There’s nothing wrong with ambition, Sherry. Nobody wants to be average. Hell, average is easy. Going above and beyond—now that’s hard. That takes work.… — Lotchie Burton Copy Share Image
“Everybody has scars, and every scar has a story. Especially the ones you don’t see. Those go deeper. And cause more damage.” — Lotchie Burton Copy Share Image
“Everything about him screamed in warning, “Caution: dangerous terrain ahead.” A warning that both intrigued and provoked her proceed-at-your-own-risk nature.” — Lotchie Burton Copy Share Image
