Forgiveness Quote by Tracy Anne Warren

“If you have so little respect for me, why are you still around?" He slipped a gentle hand into her hair and pushed a…

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips

“She was welcoming and perfect in his arms. He kissed her, buried his face in the sweet hollow of her neck. Her curls brushed…

— Leigh Bardugo

“He was standing so close to her, all six feet plus inches of masculine strength. So solid and safe. Her valiant protector. It seemed…

— Monica McCarty

“He imagined his arm embracing her, pulling her back against his chest, her head resting against him, her temple against his cheek. How good…

— Melanie Dickerson

“You’ll pardon me,” he finally said, “if the suggestion that the minuscule black turnip you call a heart is suddenly overflowing with generosity toward…

— Scott Lynch

“Tell me something, Your Grace. Do you find me at all...appealing as a woman?" He appeared startled. "Forgive me. I suppose my offer sounds…

— Sabrina Jeffries

“He tightened his grip on her hand and pulled her toward him in the darkness. He knew exactly how she’d respond, her other hand…

— Anne Stuart

“She was his. Good or bad, twisted or wrong, she was his , and he closed the last few steps with a hungry groan,…

— Kit Rocha

“Before he could say a word, she moved closer and pressed her smooth palm to his scar. He nearly swooned. Clutching the chair at…

— Kristen Callihan

“He fought with a desire to kiss her again, even tenderly, and began to tell her that she was being unwise, but before he…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“She kissed him back with a fervor that betrayed her anxiety, her relief. Rolling her hips, she pressed her breasts into his chest, felt…

— Norah Wilson

“The softness of her touch, the emerald eyes gazing into his when they held hands and circled, attacked his defenses and flung them aside…

— Amy Jarecki