Aria Kane Quotes

Contrary to popular belief," Gretchen grumbled. "It's creepy to watch a girl while she sleeps."
Clint shrugged and smiled. "Sorry, I guess I should've just woken you up.

Not a single person has ever escaped?"
"Only if you count death as an escape.

Jenna swallowed the lump in her throat. "Good evening, gentlemen."
"You'll be hard pressed to find a gentleman in this bunch," a forty-something guy with close-cropped white hair said, laughing.
She walked closer to the group and held out her hands in apology. "Sorry, didn't mean to offend.

You're not mad at me?" she asked.
He leaned to the side and placed a lingering kiss on her neck. "If I pretended I was, would you make it up to me?"
Another kiss landed on the sensitive skin of her collarbone, testing the edges of the coveralls.
"Um," Jenna stammered. "No."
"No?" He leveled his eyes with hers. They sparkled with amusement.
She tried to think, but her body had apparently decided her brain was a nonessential system and shut it down. "Yes?

I was promised dinner," she said, smirking.
Clint couldn't help but grin back at her. "It's nine in the morning."
She sauntered in and stretched out on his couch. "Then I guess you have a lot of time to prepare.

How desperately she wanted to pretend they were waking up in just any ordinary bed, in an ordinary world.

Then she melted against him. He felt the moment she surrendered to him. It made his blood sing with need. Finally.

He was so much more than she had expected. More than a delicious body and a smile that came out of nowhere to light up the darkness of this hopeless place.

Bright green eyes peered at her from underneath long lashes that curled toward Saturn. Despite the so very pretty eyes, he had a strong face with sharp angles that cast shadows from the harsh overhead cargo light. A slight overbite gave the impression of a permanent pout. Dark curls tumbled lazily from his head to his shoulders.
In one word: gorgeous.
Another word: dangerous.

She looked so vulnerable and sad he couldn't help but reach out and cup her face in his hand. He didn't care who saw him do it. Because I believe in you.

He was in search of a story, nothing more. He shouldn't be thinking about her bedroom at all. But, in a matter of minutes, the Greek aerialist had drawn him in with her shy smiles and quirky humor.

Since the second her eyes met those gorgeous blue ones, each look from him had made every cell of her body feel like it might explode. She'd never wanted another man as much as she wanted Brandon James in that moment. And there was no shame in that.

How many times had she stared up at this same sky and marveled at the view? How many more times would it take before it got old? She hoped she would never know the answer to that question. The gentle gold of Saturn's surface was ever present like a muted eternal sun. The rings, with shades varied from the same gold of the planet's to a brown so dark it might've been black, swept across the planet's fluid surface.

I told you I'd do anything for you. That's the truth. The best truth I know.

I'm going to cook you a dinner, which we'll eat by candlelight. Roses, wine, witty banter, the whole first-date deal."
Everywhere he touched, her skin tingled with the promise of more. Feeling a soft breeze brush across her skin, she glanced toward the common room and flashed him a wicked smirk. "A bedroom with a door?"
"Mmmhmmm," he murmured as he tilted his head toward her, smirking. "I hadn't realized you were so high maintenance.

Hank spoke. "I'm sorry."
"You said that."
A small laugh escaped his mouth. "Yeah, but I didn't mean it then.

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Brandon stared up at her with a dangerous, self-satisfied grin.
"What are you looking at?" she said, teasing.
Brandon responded without hesitation. "The most beautiful sight I've ever seen.

I'm sorry, I really did want to talk to you." His free hand went to her face and cupped her cheek.
Something tightened pleasantly in her belly. "Just talk?" she breathed.
He nodded, but used their clasped hands to pull her closer to him.
She raised her head and met his eyes, a storm of blue and green. She smirked. "That's a shame.