“A slow-motion kiss that took the place of the million things she wanted to say to him and couldn’t because he didn’t… — C.C. Gibbs Love Copy Share Image
“And what was left behind was an unblinking enigma of a man, ruthless, without borderlines, slippery as mist, beautiful, passionate, remote. And… — C.C. Gibbs Left behind Copy Share Image
“I never said I didn’t like clingy.’ Except that was exactly what he had said, to the other thousand women who’d briefly… — C.C. Gibbs Life Copy Share Image
“First, I don’t love you kindly, like some Jane Austen heroine who’s going to pine away if you leave. I’ll find someone… — C.C. Gibbs Last time Copy Share Image
“Innocence waiting to be fucked, he pleasantly thought. And his, he decided with the proprietary instincts of a modern princeling.” — C.C. Gibbs Copy Share Image
“I want you to understand who’s in charge of your climax the next few days,’ he coolly said. ‘So there’s no misunderstandings.” — C.C. Gibbs Copy Share Image
“Moments mattered in life; you missed them or they zipped by too fast, or you were looking the other way when you… — C.C. Gibbs Life Copy Share Image
“You’re the kind of man who might leave scars,’ she said a moment later, her voice deliberate as though clarifying her position… — C.C. Gibbs Sex life Copy Share Image
“Kate pointed at a cling-film-wrapped salad that was marked: Do Not Microwave. ‘She’s not sure you know not to heat a salad?’… — C.C. Gibbs Copy Share Image
