Cocky Quote by Jane Washington

“Neither of them looked at each other like a friend. It didn’t feel like a friend’s hand on her thigh. It didn’t feel like…

— Chloe Cox

“Kieran's hands came up to cup Mark's face. His touch was gentle. "I am not doing it for you," he said. "This will be…

— Cassandra Clare

“They read. The sounds of paper between them as they turn and crease and carefully avoid touching each other.”

— Alexis M. Smith

“But I won’t touch you like this anymore.” He trailed his fingers over her hip, tracing slow circles. “I’ll stand by your side and…

— Vivienne Savage

“I saw a small square of paper, folded over on itself and sealed with a blob of wax from the candle by my bed.…

— Eilis O'Neal

“I speak, I speak, and truth at that. Writers are a curious breed: brooding, fickle, alternately loving and hating their work—and each other. You’re…

— Chila Woychik

“Fancy clipped a scrap of newsprint to her canvas and wrote, I don't have friends. Ilan's hand covered hers briefly as he plucked the…

— Dia Reeves

“The sight made her ache. How can I not touch you? she thought hopelessly, and then she was doing it, her fingers on his…

— Marisa de los Santos

“All I need to do is place my pen against paper and your love writes for me.”

— Kamand Kojouri

“I'm glad you liked the journal,' he said. 'It was lovely,' she said in soft, faraway kind of voice. 'Very lovely, and...' She looked…

— Julia Quinn

“I wiped water from my face and thought, Time to go. But I remained. “Thanks for an interesting evening,” she said, after a pause.…

— Barry Eisler

“He smiled to himself. “Because she made you.” And he wrapped his skinny arm around my neck and yanked me into his side. “You’re…

— Penelope Douglas