Jen Quote by Quinn Loftis Download Open image ““He put his shirt on my head.”” — Quinn Loftis ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.7 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Jen
“You wanna know how I get this shirt on?” he asked. “Yes,” I breathed. His mouth came to mine, his eyes looking into mine… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“He swapped the fistful of my shirt for one in my hair, and ground his mouth against mine.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“He put his chin on the top of my head. "I know." He wrapped both arms around me just above my chest and pulled… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Thanks, now I have a wet T-shirt.” I felt his smile on the back of my neck. “Perhaps that was my intention.” — Colleen Houck Copy Share Image
“Why don't you take off your shirt?" he finally asked. "I bet you say that to all the girls.” — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“He smacked the heel of his hand against his forhead, as if that could knock the mental picture out of his head. Hell, he… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“Jen felt a hand rest at the nape of her neck as a voice spoke softly next to her ear, "If you need a… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Sally laughed. "When you first told me you were interested in Decebel, I honestly thought that there was no way you two would ever… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“He told me to not let my friends throw my clothes out of the window," she paused and looked pointedly at Sally, who had… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Sally did the mature thing and stuck her tongue out at her best friend.” — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Decebel looked over at Fane. "A face tu fiecare a lua ce ei say?(Do you ever get what they say?)" Fane smiled at his… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Jen, get a clue and read Wadim's shirt." Jacque told her dryly. Jen looked over at Wadim who, oh so helpfully, pulled his shirt… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Um, what's cooking in that sadistic brain of yours?" Jen asked nervously. Sally's eyes snapped open. "I was just thinking that maybe if you… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Ugh, I swear I'd rather stab myself in the eye with a spoon repeatedly than be nice to some idiot, which means pretty much… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Why are we sitting way back here?" "This way we can see the whole room and do some recon." "Great, here we go with… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“You're so hypno-something, could you be the devil, could you be an angel, your touch is something good, feels like going floating, leave my… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Jen felt a hand rest at the nape of her neck as a voice spoke softly next to her ear, "If you need a… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Sally laughed. "When you first told me you were interested in Decebel, I honestly thought that there was no way you two would ever… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Jen, get a clue and read Wadim's shirt." Jacque told her dryly. Jen looked over at Wadim who, oh so helpfully, pulled his shirt… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“You're so hypno-something, could you be the devil, could you be an angel, your touch is something good, feels like going floating, leave my… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Psht, as if. You and what army could possibly rescue her from my clutches?” — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“What I'm saying, my little wall flower, is desire becomes your enemy when your mate is being a butt head. And Decebel is in… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Costin regained his serious tone but his eyes softened. "I won't force you into anything Sally. I know this is all different to you.… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Decebel pulled Jen close in a show of gentleness that she was beginning to notice he only displayed to her. “You don’t always have… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Have you wondered what our babies would have looked like?" Jen asked absently as she frowned inwardly trying to picture the future she might… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“A huge smile spread across Jen's face."Ahh that was a good one." She turned back to the crowed and yelled again."Rewind. We're going to… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“In the event of some sort of gathering, if one of the bossy, over bearing, possessive, fur balls has not flipped his switch and… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
“Decebel turned and growled, "One of these days your mouth is going to write a check that your cute little ass can't cash." Decebel… — Quinn Loftis Copy Share Image
