“Nice?” he said fiercely. “Nice is a lemonade stand.” He withdrew and thrust deep. “Nice is a picnic on the lawn. This… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“After I left here on Saturday, I decided never to see you again.” He was sliding the frittata under the broiler, so… — Ruthie Knox Contemporary-romance Copy Share Image
“Was that some kind of romantic declaration, disguised as a filthy pirate sex offer?” — Ruthie Knox Love Copy Share Image
“Have you ever been with a man who d-did those things to you?” His voice had turned husky and dark. “Talked dirty… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“The smile widened, and she decided it ought to be classified as a misdemeanor. Grinning with Intent to Discombobulate.” — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I can’t think of anything but every wrong thing I’ve ever done.” — Ruthie Knox Insecurity Copy Share Image
“I thought you didn’t sit,” she said. The dimple appeared. “The way I’ve worked it out, this is the closest thing to… — Ruthie Knox First date Copy Share Image
“I promise you, whatever we are together, it's not a mistake. It's too good to be a mistake.” — Ruthie Knox Failure Copy Share Image
“Nev was the man in the parlor and the painter in his studio, the banker and the rugby player. The boyfriend who… — Ruthie Knox Tender love Copy Share Image
“Just dinner,” Ben said. “And not some kind of perverted thing where I clock you on the head when your back is… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“I’ve reformed. The kissing is sort of a holdover.” “Don’t reform. I like you bad.” — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“He picked her up. Picked her up and carried her, as if she were Scarlett O’Hara and he were Rhett Butler, if… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“And those noises—” He rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and she gasped. “K-keep doing that, sweetheart, and I’m going… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“Oh my God, walk.” Beatrice stood in the middle of the street, waving them forward with both hands. A car bore down… — Ruthie Knox Oh my god Copy Share Image
“She could hear all the doubt crows rustling around, bumping her shoulders, staring down at the naked forms on the bed. Not” — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“They weren’t lies but promises, however silently made. He wanted to keep her. She wanted to let him. They both wanted for… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“Oh, he was perfect. An orgasm— just for her— and a compliment. She would bottle him and sell him and make her… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“He kissed her then. He had to kiss her, to try out every way he could move his mouth over hers—hard and… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“She wished he weren't so damned fit. Running away was a lot harder when the guy you were fleeing kept in such… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“I would use my tongue. First through those pretty knickers, and then when I had you soaking and thrashing round, I’d rip… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“she wiggled closer to him, throwing her thigh over his. Not exactly initiating another round, but hanging out her shingle, anyway, to… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“It was easy to love your idea of someone - to fall hard for their very best self. The question was whether,… — Ruthie Knox Time Copy Share Image
“He would be here treating you like a princess.' She thought about saying that he had treated her like a princess, but… — Ruthie Knox Humor Copy Share Image
“Your past— It’s not a series of mistakes, love. It’s just you. All the things that happened to you that made you… — Ruthie Knox Failure Copy Share Image
