Quote by J.R. Ward

“She was foolish to think his attention rested on her. Who, knew, maybe he loved a good mullet and liked playing the back nine.…

— Eden Summers

“The dress bunched up like loose skin round her neck. It wouldn't behave, wouldn't act as if it was really hers. Wearing it was…

— Maggie O'Farrell

“There she was, eyes greener than the suits worn by Saddam.”

— Soroosh Shahrivar

“than he wished he did. The other one was younger, I guessed late twenties, and his back was turned to me. They were both…

— Robert J. Crane

“Dear God, the woman was still beautiful. After all these years. All this time. And he bet he could have her pants off and…

— Shelly Laurenston

“There’s just the memory of that time he walked in on her while she was dressing, and afterward couldn’t string a sentence together. And…

— Charlotte Stein

“A man came up to her. Expensively tailored suit. Okay, he wasn't exactly a man because he was only thirty-five. But he was trying.”

— Candace Bushnell

“She was not going to ruin a good dress for a pot of drooling, wall-staring, imbecile grass. And that was that.”

— Brandon Sanderson

“Was he wearing those black sweatpants she loved seeing him in? The ones that hung low on his hard abs, his dick print sweats.”

— V. Theia

“Sweat dripped down his chest. She never thought she could envy a piece of fabric, until she saw the T-shirt kissing his skin the…

— Jacqueline Simon Gunn

“There was something in his gaze that told her he liked how she looked in his clothes. It had to be a bloke thing,…

— Kady Cross

“Even at seventy-four, with a limp from a hip replacement, Margaret could still enter a room and fill it like perfume.”

— Sarah Addison Allen