Kristen Proby Quotes

I love you, Maddie, and I am devoted to making your life full of happiness and accomplishments, nurturing your creativity, encouraging your independence and making sure you always know what a gift you are to this world. He kisses her forehead and she smiles up at him happily before admiring her pretty new necklace.

Intimacy is who you wake up thinking about at three in the morning, It's talking about your hopes and fears in the dark. It's the one person you give your undivided attention to when ten other people are fighting for it. It's that person, always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.

Julianne, your beautiful face is only outmatched by what's inside you.
What the fuck? No one, no man anyway, has ever said anything about what's inside me. Unless he was referring to his dick.

It's only you, Julianne. It will only ever be you.

Maybe I'm turning into a pussy in my old age. The kicker? I don't give a shit.

What do you want from me?" I whisper as my hands sink into her soft hair.
"I don't want anything from you," she answers and opens her eyes, pinning me in her chocolate brown gaze. "That's just it, Caleb. I just want you.

What I feel for you is so big, Cara. No more doubts." He tips my chin up to look me in the eye. "You're with me because there's nowhere else I want you to be. Got it?"
I offer him a small smile and nod. "Got it."
"Good." He lifts me and carries me toward the bedroom. "But just in case, I think I'll work on reminding you some more.

This man can kiss like no one I've ever met. He kisses like it's his damn job.

Leo?"
"Yeah, sunshine."
"So not a one night thing," I whisper.
He chuckles softly and drapes an arm around me, pulling me closer to him.
"I'm glad you're catching up.

"Yeah, sunshine."
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I'm taller than you, you know. And I have tats. I know that wasn't a deal breaker, but it's a bonus."
I shake my head.
"I have brown hair, but I could lighten it. And I think you settled on blue eyes, but I heard green mentioned, and...bingo." He bats his eyes at me before I know what's happening, he lifts the hem of his shirt.
Oh, sweet Jesus.
"And I'm not the one to brag, but, abs.

Why didi I think I could just have her in my bed, and not fall in love with her ? Why couldn't I keep my fucking hands off her?
I stare at the hollow, broken man in the Mirror, knowing the answer already. Because Brynna Vincent is it for me. There will never be another woman who can make me feel safe, make me feel happy.
Make me feel loved.
And her daughters are two little beacons of light in this dark hell I call a life that I just can't resist.

Of course I noticed his muscles. I'm alive, aren't I?

That American Dream that y'all fight so hard for over there ? The freedom that you would die to protect. They're yours too, you know.

My water's wife broke!" he yells into the phone. Ohmygod! "You mean your wife's water broke?" "That's what I said, Jules! Her water broke!

I drop my face to my hands and scrub hard.

"I wish I had your boobs," I hear Sam announce and raise my head to see who she's talking to. Of course, she's talking to Bryn.

"Right," she smirks and takes another bite of brownie.

"Dude, I do!" And just like that, Sam saunters across the room and cups Brynna's tit in her palm. "See? You have the perfect boobs. Stace, have you felt her boobs?"

Just kill me. Put a bullet in my head and end the agony.

"Oh yeah," Stacy waves her off. "She has great tits."

She has amazing tits.

"I wanna feel!" Jules bounces over and joins in.

"Give me more chocolate and you can touch all you want." Brynna laughs and then glances over at me. "This is the most action I've had in months."

"Motherfuckingsonofawhore." I grumble.

"Is Brynna single?" Mark asks Will.

"Keep your fucking hands off her," I growl at him before I know what's coming out of my mouth.

"Hey," he holds his hands up in surrender and laughs. "It was just an innocent question.

You're everything good in my life, and you're mine. I protect what's mine.

Sophie has to go home and sleep in her own bed," Stacy tells them with a smile.
"She can sleep in our bed, like Caleb sleeps in Mommy's bed," Maddie replies.
Just shoot me

There were days I would have traded a year of my life to touch you again.

I can't stay. I have to go train for a while. You can come with me if you want." He kisses my nose as I laugh up at him.
"Honey, I don't run. If you ever see me running, you'd better start running too 'cause that means that something is chasing me.

I don't ever want you to run until your legs give out on you like this gain. The only time your legs will shake like this is if I'm inside you.

I got this. Take your time."

"Oh, this will only take a minute," I assure her, and to my surprise, Callie breaks out in a belly laugh. "Did I say something funny?"

"No, Callie just hasn't taken her medication today.

You needed it rough, but I need this. He laces my fingers in his and brings both of our hands above my head, and starts to move inside me again, slowly, pulling all the way out and pushing all the way in again in a slow, easy pace.

It's in this moment that I know
I'm lost to her, forever.
She doesn't just own my heart,
she is my heart.

Addie, I can't promise you that there won't be times I fuck up or that things won't ever feel broken." His voice is a shaky whisper, his mouth planted against my temple. "But I can promise you that I will never walk away from us."
Us.
Not me. Us.
I hug him tighter as tears form at the corners of my eyes. "That's the best promise you can make.

You need to understand, Megan, once I make love to you, you're mine.

You're everything … Haven't you figured that out? You're everything. I'm in love with you. If anything happened to you, it would destroy me.

To snap head shots while he throws one hand back

I don't love you despite your gifts, Mallory. I love you, period. In the end, isn't that what we all want? Someone to choose us, to love us, no matter the circumstances?

And why does he always get to hold the baby? He hogs her."
"Because she comes from my loins," Luke calls back, having heard Sam.
"Oh God, don't talk about your loins. I'm going to throw up.

Suddenly, I feel out of my league. He is a ten, and I'm lucky if I hit a seven after I've been buffed and polished at my favorite salon. Not to mention, I have hips and an ass and a bit of a belly bulge that no matter how many sit-ups or yoga exercises I do, it just won't go away.

God, Jules, if I swung that way and wasn't married to the hottest man in the free world, I'd so do you right now.

He passes me an envelope, and inside are two tickets to see Seattle play football.

I love you so much I ache with it," he whispers as if each word is painful to admit. "And I'm afraid you'll destroy me before all is said and done.

Not only are you insinuating that I'm a whore, but you're also insinuating that your brother has the intelligence of a mud fence to be with a woman who would take advantage of him because of his celebrity or his money, and be perfectly okay with that.

-It's a date.
-Good. And baby ?
-Yeah ?
-You're not sleeping alone tonight.

His name is Daddy now,

Grandpa says we're bad for his high pressure," Josie informs her mother with a serious face. "He says we'll give him vagina," Maddie joins in and I snort before catching the laugh that wants to come out of me. "Angina," he corrects them and rolls his eyes. "You'll give me angina." "That's what I said," Maddie counters.

Nat, how do you spell orgasm?"
"You don't spell it, you feel it

How in the ever loving fuck am I severely hung over and turned on at the same time? I didn't think that was possible.

I've known the woman for a matter of hours and I'm ready to offer her the world.

Okay, let's go get the girls and take them out for dinner ... But I'll just tell you all right now, we'll be leaving early. I've got plans for her tonight." He grins and all of us stop and frown at him. Luke laughs.
"Just because you put a ring on her finger doesn't mean we won't kill you, McKenna.

You are everything I've ever wanted, Sam. More than music. More than anything.

I missed her every fucking day too. I don't know if I believe in soul mates, but she belongs with me. She belongs to me.

Right, so, he has an amazing family, a good job ... " She's ticking his attributes off on her fingers. "He's not a freeloader or a loser, he's loyal and good with kids, and he's fucking amazing in the bedroom. That bastard!

Orgasms … nature's way of saying, 'Yeah, life sucks ass, but here, have some candy.

I get lost in you," I whisper, wishing I could see her face but not wanting to move her. "Mm," she says. "But it's the kind of lost that's like being found.

If you're going to touch my wife, you'd better put a shirt on. Dude, what the fuck are you doing with my sister?

You turn me inside out. I want to fuck you seven shades of Sunday, and I want to make long, slow, sweet love to you for days. I'm craving you, goddamn it, and you can't just say shit like that to me when I know what you taste like, and what you look like and I need desperately to know what the fuck you feel like.

His face is sober, his eyes molten blue, and I can't tell if he's pissed or just really, really turned on.
"Keep looking at me like that and the fucking three date rule will be out the window, Megan."
Make that really, really turned on.

There are moments when my kid can be the most compassionate person I've ever met. He's always
worried about hurting the feelings of those he loves. I hope he never loses that.
"I accidently farted in class today."
"Aaaand we're back to being twelve,

I don't want to fuck this up, Savannah. We worked too hard to get here."
"We're not going to fuck it up." I tuck my face in his neck and breathe him in. "I heard a saying once. His love roars louder than her demons. I can't explain this any better than that.

He said he doesn't know what to do, and I don't know what that means.

And the fact that he even has to debate that issue within himself tells me everything I need to know. If he truly wanted me, and wanted to be with me, it wouldn't be a difficult decision to make.

I hold my breath as I slip from the bed, not wanting to wake him. I'm going to make this decision easy for him.

We need a test!" I jump up out of the chair and pat my body down. "Where's my wallet?"

"In your pocket," she replies dryly.

"I'll be back!" I race out of the house and drive the short distance between Dom's estate and the nearest village. After I find a drug store and buy one of each kind of pregnancy test they have, I race back to my hopefully pregnant wife.

"That was fast," she murmurs with a grin. She was still sitting in the lounge chair, sipping her coffee.

"Should you be drinking coffee?" I ask.

"Let's not get crazy," she responds. I need coffee.

"I got one of each kind," I announce and opened the bag, sending small white and blue boxes scattering.

"Uh, Caleb, we only need one."

"What if we can't figure them out?" I ask and pick one up to examine it. "All of the instructions are in Italian."

She laughs hysterically and then stands, wiping her eyes.

"It's not funny."

"Yes, it is. Pregnancy tests are pretty universal, Caleb. You pee on it and a line either appears or it doesn't." She rubs my arm sweetly and kisses my shoulder before plucking the box out of my fingers. "I'll be back."

"I'm coming with you." I begin to follow her but she turns quickly with her hands out to stop me.

"Oh no, you aren't. You are not going to watch me pee on this stick."

I scowled down at her and cross my arms over my chest. "I've helped you b

Nate grins, that elusive, sexy, melt my panties grin and I find myself returning it.

It's you and me, M and M, against the world.

How could you hear that? I was whispering!" "Sweetheart," Kat says, saluting me with a glass, "you must have learned to whisper while riding in a helicopter in the middle of a hurricane." "Are

What was that?" she whispers.
"If you have to ask, I didn't do it right.

Eli?"
"Sorry, what?"
"If you tell me that you're having sex while on the phone with me, I will deck the fuck out of you when I see you.

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It's the closet thing to bliss
I've ever experienced.
It's even better than performing and
I didn't know that was possible.

He smiles and kisses my hand. I like it when you're sassy.

Let me put it this way. I wouldn't say she's a slut, but her favourite shade of lipstick is penis.

I want to kiss him for caring enough to be jealous, and smack the shit out of him for being so jealous he's almost blind with it.

Don't cry," he whispers. "Just let me do what I do best, baby. Let me take care of you." "It's hard for me to let people in, Leo." "I'm already in," he reminds me. "And I'm not going anywhere.

This is what we do in this family, Bryanna. We protect our own.

A love like yours doesn't come along every day, you know. Love him. Let him love you. Make the most out of every single day, so at the end of it all, you can say you don't have any regrets.

She can't sing worth a damn, and her dance moves in the seat are questionable.

Sex and love all at the same time is a powerful thing,

I still think of her as mine. After all this time, when I think of Meredith, she's my Meredith. Irrational? Yes.
Stupid? Most definitely.
But I don't give a fuck.

Turn to my left and see a young couple walking along the sidewalk. Seattle's Alki Beach is pretty much deserted, aside from a few die-hards, or early morning insomniacs, like me. The young couple are walking away from me, hand in hand, smiling at each other, and I point my lens at them and click. I zoom in on their sneaker-clad feet and locked hands and shoot some more, my photographer's eye appreciating their intimate moment on the beach. I inhale the salty air and stare out at the sound once again as a red-sailed boat gently glides out on the water. The early morning sunshine is

All I can see, all I can think about, is you. I want you. You don't just cross my mind once in a while, you live in it.

Hey! I'm not gonna watch this damn Nemo fish by myself!" My dad yells from the living room, making the girls giggle.

What is this Sweet Home Alabama? You have a baby. In a bar.

You. Are. Amazing. Meg, I love a woman who looks like a woman. I don't want to be worried that I'll snap you in half, and when I lay on your stomach, I don't want your ribs poking me in the face.

And then you came into my life, and you just blindsided me. I am so fucking wrapped up in you I can't see straight, and you tell me I'm a caveman for wanting to protect you and that our relationship is bullshit.

There's no anger, no sadness. Just composure.

There is a metal bar with two small balls, one at the top and one on the underside, in the end of his penis, and I'm completely thrown. Nate, my suit-wearing, conservative-looking except for the long hair thing boss has his penis pierced?

Megs to Jules "Go get your apagasms.

And one day, I'd love to see you dressed in nothing but pearls.

I want you to remember that no matter what, your physical and mental health are the most important thing. That is not being selfish; that is protecting yourself, so you can participate in healthy relationships. Cutting toxic people from your life is necessary for your own personal health and growth. "I

She's the only girl in my world, that's for damn sure.

Brynna replies I think you spell it c-o-c-k. But you're not suppose to spell it, Jules, you're suppose to suck it

Now you've fucked a rock star. How do you feel?"
"Like everyone else you fuck. Used and ready for you to leave

She's a mess of gorgeous chaos.

Samantha, I'm not going to make love to you tonight. But I'm going to kiss the fuck out of you.

Let me make it clear; we can have sweat dripping, sheet ripping, furniture breaking, screaming, trembling, hair pulling, ass smacking fucking for hours, or soft, sweet, quiet, intense lovemaking for days. You can have either or both, but we're not leaving here without me being inside you, sugar.

Let me be clear," Kat says, mostly sober again from the adrenaline. "I'm not some damsel that needs to be rescued from the storm. I am the goddamn storm.

I would give you the world if I could, sweetheart." ...
"You are my world," I whisper.

Getting frisked by the TSA guy would have been more fun if he'd looked like Charlie Hunnam, but then again, everything would be more fun with Charlie.

We may be old, boys, but we're not dead."
"I will murder you if you ever, ever imply that my mother has sex ever again," Isaac mutters as he cringes.

There are seven billion smiles in this world, and yours is my favorite.

I've fallen in love with a beautiful, sexy, sweet, jealous control freak.
Shit.

I woudn't mind kissing your lips all fuckin' day

Holy mother of God, that feels good.
"I'm not having sex with you," I say primly and try to inch away from him.
"I didn't invite you to. Stop squirming."
He nuzzles my neck, making my eyes cross, and continues to play my stomach like a freaking guitar. Then he pushes more firmly against me, making me giggle. "Whatever it is that's pressed to my ass disagrees with you."
"That's nothing. Just a flashlight."
I burst out laughing. "Do you carry a flashlight in your pocket often?"
"Mostly just in the morning," he replies seriously and kisses my neck, right under my ear

I'll take you hard, and soft, and every way in between." He grips my face in his hands and looks down at me, his nose touching mine. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."
Oh God, yes!
"And I'm going to make love to you until you're shaking and don't remember who you are.

How hot?"

"There's a hot scale?" I ask with a laugh.

"Of course there's a hot scale," Ashley says, looking at me like I've gone mad. "There's hmmm, he's cute. Then there's wow. And then there's holy shit I want to strip him naked and just lick him everywhere.

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I wasn't the one who got on a plane and left the fucking state the next day, Jillian. I never said I didn't want you.

Are you having more babies?" Declan asks Rhys who shakes his head.
"No, we're happy with the two we have. I got snipped last year."
We all stare at him in horror.
"It's far easier for me to take care of it than for her, so why not? I protect her. That's what I fucking do."
"Good man," Simon says with a nod.

Loving you has always come as easy as breathing for me, and falling in love with you is no different.

Now, tell me you like to read, and we'll be soulmates." "My iPad is full of trashy romance novels." A slow smile spreads across her pretty face. "I'm keeping you.

I turn to her and cut her off. I said this would be quick, darling. Trust me, if I were bringing you to my room to seduce you, it wouldn't be quick, I'd be exploring you all day and night.