J.C. Reed Quotes

Maybe someday, I'd find someone who'd prove he really loved me. Someone who'd hold me rather than let me fall. Someone who'd never lie to me.

Was the secret boyfriend." Jett's hand shot through his dark hair as he tried to calm down the angry voice inside him. No good in lashing out at the people around him. They weren't to blame. "I tried

All heat drained from my face. Holy shit. I hadn't even started my new job and already I was insulting my new boss ... right after sleeping with him. I was worse than Sylvie. "So you're - "
My speech eluded me.
"Jett Mayfield, the stingy SOB who just hired you." He held out his palm.

Kenny just shook his head and pointed at the now closed envelope, his look devoid of emotion. "She's pretty." He had always been good at not saying what he thought. It was the reason why he stayed out of trouble - unlike Jett. "Yeah.

He's a man shrouded in mystery and contradiction.

Why do you want me?" I asked, suppressing the trembling of my voice. "I'm strange, definitely not perfect, and fucked up. Actually, a lot of the latter."
"Perfect is boring and overrated." He smiled that lopsided grin of his that made my lower abdomen twist and curl with delicious desire. "I'm looking for sexy, fun, kind, and honest. And you tick all the right boxes, Brooke.

I believe that we earn what we reap. I believe in good sex. I believe in instant attraction ... I also believe in love at first sight. And I believe that likes attract likes. I believe that we know when the right person comes along. That love doesn't need to sought and found. It'll find you when it finds you.

Every scar tells a story. Every change is proof of something that you've overcome. It's evidence of our past together.

I hated him, loved him, wanted him, and yet I wished him away. So many conflicting emotions of wants and needs. So much fear. Not because of him, but because of myself - of how deep my feelings and desires were running, and how much I would fall if I happened to lose my grip.

I'm falling with no safety net.
I don't know what's worse. Falling in love with a beautiful cowboy I'll never see again or falling in love with a jerk I know will break my heart.
In the end, it doesn't matter. Both outcomes suck big time.

The trials of our lives make us strong, determined to succeed, to be different, both in body and in spirit.

It also reminds me that true power comes not from submission or gain, but from controlling my inner demons. Because our true enemies live within ourselves and feed from the lessons we failed to learn from our pasts.

Whether to spill his secret because she had opened up to him a few days previously, telling him about her painful past and why she didn't want a relationship. He felt he owed her the truth, but in the end he decided

Trail. And he never had the opportunity to explain things. "Hey, you still with me?" Kenny said, observing Jett, assessing him. "Why did she leave?" "I dunno. Ask me something

Falling in love often happens at the wrong time, in the wrong place, with the wrong person.

better. Because soon I'd have to pry

I say that I hate you, but deep inside I love you. Love is in my mind, in my soul, and deep in my heart. As it always has been. As it always might be.

Every story has an ending. You can't stop after one chapter just because you don't know how it ends

You drive like a maniac," I said through clenched teeth.
"That's not the only thing I do like a maniac, Brooke." His hand moved away from the steering wheel and settled on my thigh.

Love is when you'd rather be hurt than hurt the one you love.

Don't choose someone who's no good for you," Kade says slowly. "You deserve someone who looks at you like he's just won a galaxy with all its stars." "That's

I care enough for you to let you go," he whispered. "But I'll never stop protecting you

I had sex with Jett because I was attracted to him. Jett hired me because he wanted me. It was lust at first sight.

Even the best of us have bad days. We fall, we climb. That's life. I can promise you, your worst day is never your worst. Your worst day's the day you realize you gave us too soon and you can no longer rectify your mistake.

He holds me like no other. His kiss is balm for my soul.

Wine?" I asked, ready to order.
"I'd rather have Sex on the Beach." He winked at me with a devilish grin.

All beginnings are scary, like all endings are sad, but that's the journey and everything in between is worth experiencing.

and cooled my head, my wits slowly returned.

I've never begged a man to take me. That I'm doing it now is a sure sign that I'm losing my morals in Montana.

You can't break up with me. I won't let it happen," he whispered. "If you don't want me, I understand, and you're free to go because I want to see you happy. But if you love me the way I love you, I won't let you go. I'm not giving up on us. I can't force you to love me just as you can't force me to stop loving you.

To love someone so deeply is to risk losing yourself forever. Once I admitted my feelings to him, there was no going back - no hope to ever make my heart complete without him

assume they both took a road trip. The

Why can't they just mark it P for positive and a smiley for not pregnant?
-Sylvie

He had destroyed and shattered my love only to conquer it again.

Life's uncontrollable, unpredictable, and a hell of a mess. Without fear, loss, and the wrong choice we made, we wouldn't be who we were. And while some of our decisions had broken us, the pain glued us together. Without the passion, we wouldn't have surrendered and conquered what we never thought could be ours.

Trust me, if I did something, you wouldn't be asking. You'd definitely be feeling it for days to come." His green gaze shimmers, challenging me. "I might be a jerk, but I'm the kind of jerk who always lets the woman come first. And not just once.

Tragedy may hit all of us in one way or another, but fate's not our enemy, Brooke. We are. By locking yourself away from the world, you choose your own mistakes and destroy any chance of ever finding happiness. You cannot control life, but you can chose who you are and what you make of it.

I had never seen eyes like his. Dark green. Smoldering. Ready to undress a woman with a single glance.

The guy was a piece of sin. If he were the devil holding a contract, this would be the moment I might just give in to temptation and sign over my soul.

Love happens in the blink of an eye. One moment your heart is yours, and the next it belongs to someone you never intended to give it to. There is no transition. No earning on his part. Just foolish trust and hope for a future of happiness and emotional fulfillment. As much as we hope for a happily ever after, life doesn't work that way.

He stands at six foot two
oozes confidence and money
and something else sex
Hot, steamy, wild, rough sex.
The kind of sex that has you gripping at the sheets
as wave after wave of orgasm rolls over you.

He's insufferable. Excruciatingly unbearable. Plain obnoxious

He dominated everything: my thoughts, my space, even the air I breathed.

The thing with love is, you cannot choose who you fall for. Falling in love often happens at the wrong time, in the wrong place, with the wrong person. Just as much as you cannot stop growing feelings for a certain man, there's no switch to turn off your heart.

Judging from what I've seen so far
He's filthy rich
with a filthy mouth
And even filthier morals

They all did. "Then tell him you came to see me and I specifically told you I'm not available." Emma's eyes widened just a little bit more, if that was even possible. Her

In the harsh veracity of the real world, he was rich, successful, and one of the most desired bachelors in New York - and I was, well, me. A world I hoped wouldn't tear us apart by pointing out just how different our lives were.
"You're probably eager to get home," Jett whispered in my ear so the flight attendant serving coffee wouldn't hear us, "but will you stay with me one more night? I'm not quite ready to let this go.

Sweetie, love's meant to be shared. Maybe it won't last forever. But who cares? Every story has an ending. You can't stop after one chapter just because you don't know how it ends. If you love him, you should at least give it a chance. I think a life without sharing love is hell in itself. What's worse than loss?

Cellphone in his luxurious Manhattan apartment, on the last day they spent together. Jett had been sitting in the chair opposite from the

Loss is a strange thing. It comes without a warning. It rips your heart to shreds and lets you learn to live with the pieces. It never lets you heal, but eventually, the memories you carry will help you learn to live with the pain of knowing that you will never see your loved one again.

I'd do anything for you. You know that?" he whispered into my ear. "If you fell, I'd hold you. If you were afraid, I'd wrap my arms around you and take away your fears. I'd die to keep you safe but more than anything I'd do whatever it takes to keep you by my side. For you I'd conquer anything, everything, anytime.

I don't do relationships because I don't want to love and lose myself.

You're one in a million, Ava, and it was important that you know the real me.

Life is unpredictable, and the circumstances of today might not be the circumstances of tomorrow.

I wish I could stop this one moment, capture it, because I know it won't last.
Because a guy like him doesn't stay in a woman's life. He breezes through and leaves only havoc behind.

Do you have any idea where she could be? Friends? Family? An ex or a secret boyfriend?" Kenny asked. If I did I wouldn't be here wasting my time with you, would I? "I

Faster's always better, but you have to mind those curves. They're wicked. They can kill a man in a heartbeat.

You know the feeling you get when you think you hear music, and it makes you stop in your tracks, completely absorbed? Well, that's how I felt when I kissed you for the very first time. I knew right then that I could love you.

Love grants us the power to forgive, to love when we're hurt, but it also gives us the courage to let go, and the understanding that to love, we love freely - at our own choice.

I fucking messed up. I fucked up. I wouldn't have called you if it wasn't important. Kenny leaned back. He didn't seem in the least bothered by Jett's outburst - they had remained friends through tougher shit than that.

I Don't want someone who's perfect because I'm not perfect. I want someone who's real; someone who complements me rather than completes me.

To me, love was a drug. Jett was my drug.

I hope you don't mind spending so much time with me," Jett said. "I promise to be good, and I won't be too hard on you." His tone oozed amusement as he added, "Unless you want me to.

He was the bad boy type all right. The type my mother warned me about. the type you have a good time with, then forget about as you go home to live your boring life, while he moves on to the next skirt ready to give him the time of day.

What he sounded like. Desperate. But it didn't matter. "I'm serious." His voice was cold. Menacing even. He didn't like it when people made fun of him. "I need to find her. You have a problem with that?

In life there might be rules. In love there are no exceptions to those rules. No one is spared from heartbreak. We all suffer it at some point or another. You simply can't control who you love and in particular, you can't control what kind of person they are.