“I prefer to think of it as a knack for coming to your rescue," he declares huskily and winks, before he proceeds to wipe up my mess. Oh good God. I've made Chris Merit my janitor. And, he winked at… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
“He wants you. I want you. I can’t walk away from you, Amy, and I have this sense that you could bolt at any… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
“All I know is he's letting me see it, and him, and he is exactly what he preaches. Raw and honest, and intense and… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
“I do not know what to do with the emotions inside me. I do not know how to be this close to someone and… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
“Tell me I helped,” I say, and it’s a demand. I need to know I can be what he needs, that we can get… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
“His mouth comes down on mine, harder now, more demanding, a raw, hungry need in him rising to the surface. “You belong to me,”… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
“I don't know. What if I don't want to and you do?" " I just want you and us, baby. And when the time… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
“I think it’s the whole ‘bad boy who’s so good but destined to break your heart’ fantasy. Which doesn’t sound like much of a… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
“it should be, but you’re still hesitating. Why?” “I’m afraid of losing who I am, and being only what he lets me be.” — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
