Nina Lane Quotes

Don't you want to touch me? I whispered.
More than I want to breathe.

The kind of friend who helps you remember which way is up. And who reminds you that sometimes that's the only direction you can go.

So what are we, then?" I asked. "When someone asks who I am, what am I supposed to say?"
"You say, 'Hi, I'm Liv, Dean's very hot and sexy lady.'" I couldn't smother a giggle. "Seriously."
"Paramour?"
"No."
"Cuddle bunny?"
"God, no."
"Valentine? Sweetheart? Girlfriend?"
"Girlfriend." I rested my forehead against his chest. "I guess." "Not the best word, but it'll do in public." He kissed my
temple. "In private, you can just be my beauty.

The allure, huh?"
"I've learned a few things about castle architecture over the years." Liv wraps one arm around my waist. "The allure is a passage behind the parapet of a castle wall. Great for defense when the enemy is approaching. You know you're safe on the allure." She tucks her head beneath my chin, twining her hand with mine. "Like we're safe with each other."
"No doubt about it, beauty." I press my face against her sweet-smelling hair. "You'll always be my allure.

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She, on the other hand, had blatantly exhibited the Sagittarius traits of excessive enthusiasm and bluntness. Mr.

We want the unending spirals of bliss we can create only with each other. We want to shut the rest of the world out while locking ourselves in together.

He is imprinted in my bones, my soul. He has marked me in ways more permanent than time.

One day I'm going to touch you in a thousand different ways and show you how to touch me, he said.

You and me, professor."
"You and me, beauty.

Hi, Dean," Allie says breathlessly.
"Hey, Allie." His voice is like hot water sliding over a polished floor. "How's that boyfriend of yours treating you?"
Allie smiles, her face getting a little pink. "Really well, thanks."
"Good." Dean reaches out to give my long ponytail a gentle tug. "And how's that husband of yours treating you, Liv?"
I meet his gaze, my heart thumping at the potent combi- nation of heat and tenderness in his eyes. "He does all right."
"Guess he'd better work harder, huh?"
"Couldn't hurt."
"God, you two. Get a room." Allie fans herself with a magazine and rolls her eyes.

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You and me, beauty," he reminds me, his eyes gentle.
"You and me, professor.

Whatever you need from me, you know I'll give it to you. I'll do anything for you.
Anything?
Anything.
Then get ready for me. I'm coming home.

So pretty with her long hair and bright eyes. And so pure and damaged at the same time, like a priceless vase threaded with cracks.

You still there?" she asks after a brief silence.
"I'm here."
I'll always be here.

I stare at my plate, unable to confess even to Kelsey what I've discovered in the past couple of months - that my dependence on Dean and my lack of career or even job stability is downright frightening. Without Dean or my own financial security, it's just a few short steps to a life of constant transition and uncertainty.

The allure is a passage behind the parapet of a castle wall. Great for defense when the enemy is approaching. You know you're safe on the allure." She tucks her head beneath my chin, twining her hand with mine. "Like we're safe with each other.

I'd spent too many years acting like a spoiled child, and it was finally time to grow up.

Loved. I hadn't even realized how desperetly I'd wanted love.How much we both needed to know that in a world of dark corners and sharp needles, there really is a place where kisses taste like apple pie and where stars spill like suger across the sky. A place where unknown roads no longer scare you because you have another hand to hold. A place where butterflies always flutter whenever you see each other, and a single touch tells you that you are not alone. A place where every kiss still feels like the first. In that place of us, Liv and Dean, love has its own poetry and language. Allure, quartrefoil, fleur-de-lis ... Professor. Beauty.

Thanks for waiting," I whispered.
"My beauty," he said, "I'd wait for you forever.

He didn't touch me. He could have - he had the perfect reason to - but he didn't.
Instead he bent to collect my papers before the breeze could whisk them away. Instead he picked up my satchel from the sidewalk and asked if I was okay. Instead he stood between me and the busy street while I brushed the dirt from my palms and tried to
swallow the knot of frustration stuck in my throat. Instead he just waited. I had the strange thought that he would wait forever.

Right now I want you naked against me," Dean says. "I want to wake up cold because you've hogged all the blankets. I want to feel your leg between mine, your hair in my face, your arm flung across my chest. I want to find myself on the edge of the bed in the morning because you've sprawled all over the mattress. I want to sleep with you.

It's not running away if you're running toward something.

Don't give in," he murmured, brushing his mouth against my lower lip. "Give over.

He tightens one arm around my waist and cups the back of my neck with the other. We stare at each other, his eyes dark and intense before his lips come down on mine in a kiss of fierce, tender possession.
And just like that, I fall wildly in love with my husband all over again.

She's pure. Despite experiences that could have irrevocably fucked her up, turned her into someone hard and jaded, she's still wholesome.

I gave you everything I am. Why couldn't you do the same for me?

I don't know how it is that this one woman can both bring me to my knees and make me feel like the greatest knight in history.

Until this moment, I didn't know it was possible to love my husband even more than I have for the past five years. I didn't know this kind of love existed, the kind that can both make you whole and shatter you to pieces.

Even though the unknowns are as innumerable as seashells scattered on a beach, the knowns are clear as glass and infinitely more powerful.

Uh huh. Oh, except for my underwear. They're a little tight. I think my butt is getting bigger too."
"More for me to squeeze."
"Really? You're okay with me, you know ... growing?"
"You just mentioned a bigger ass, and I'm already hard.

I can't tell her that our recent troubles have tilted my entire world off its axis. I can't tell her that for the past four months, I've been terrified.

Since the day we met, I haven't wanted anyone but you, never looked at another woman, never thought about one. It's always been you Olivia.

The fact that I was studying the perfect harmony of the stars and planets at the exact same time I was falling in love with you.

Maybe this was meant to happen, this discovery of cracks where now a different, new light can shine through.

the busy street while I brushed the

Easy, beauty," He presses his mouth to the tears that have slipped from the corners of my eyes and down my temples. His breath rasps against my ear. "Come first, and then I'll fuck you.

Look, I'm not going to apologise anymore ... Yes, I want to protect you. You're my wife. I'd fucking kill for you, Liv, and if that makes me a possessive bastard of a husband, then fine. That's what I am. I'm not going to change either. I love you too goddamned much.

So how is it your brother is Dudley Do-Right and you're Mad Max? I asked.

Somehow, always, everything is okay when it's just the two of us alone together. It's when we have to deal with the rest of the world that everything gets fucked up.

...putting down roots doesn't mean you're trapped of stifled or even...ordinary. It just means that you figured out where home is.

It's so easy to be with her, my lusty fairy, my beautiful wife. Wanting her is like breathing. Needing her is in my blood. And loving her will always be the beat of my heart.

Our island. Our love. Our marriage.

Our marriage has always been an island, a safe place where sea-dragons and monstrous creatures can't reach us. Now we're letting them in, gnashing teeth and all, and we are failing to protect each other.

My husband doesn't just love me. He knows how to love me. He knows what I need and when I need it, sometimes even better than I do.

But sometimes you drive me nuts with your lack of confidence in your own abilities."
"I know! I drive myself nuts. I've just never been able to figure out what my abilities even are, so how can I have confidence in them?"
"Well then, instead of assuming you can't do anything, why don't you assume you can do everything?"
"I'm starting to, Kelsey. I'm trying, anyway."
"So make a list of things you like to do and can do well.

You don't know that I started believing in impossible things after I met you. Maybe a person could slide down a rainbow or taste the clouds or count to infinity. Why not, if there was Liv in the world? The stars shone brighter, the colors of the world became more vivid, everything was clearer, happier, better. All because of you.

I want to protect Liv from everything, but I can't protect her from the truth. No matter how ugly it is.

I'm at your feet forever, Olivia Rose," I whispered the instant before our lips met. "I'll move heaven and earth to give you whatever you want, whatever you need.

Liv has always been the one part of my life I got right.

Liv," he said, his voice rough with tenderness, "you don't have to be afraid."
"Why not?"
"Because I'll slay monsters for you.

You show me what I can be."

"No. I just know what you are.

Dean opened the glove compartment and took out a package of condoms.
"You keep condoms in there?" I asked.
"It is called the glove compartment," he replied with a wink.

Do you want a baby?" I finally ask.
"No."
My heart almost stops. "No?"
"I don't want a baby." Dean puts his hand on my belly, spreading his fingers out. "But I do want this baby. I want our baby."
I smile, relief filling me like light. "Good, because that's all I've got.

You're beautiful," Archer murmured, his husky voice rolling over my skin. He reached up with his other hand to touch the blue streak in my hair. "You're like a creature from some exotic land that no one has discovered yet.

He pushed. I yielded. He gave. I took. He captured. I surrendered.

We both want this so badly. I can feel it resonating between us like the hot pull of our first attraction, tangible and intense. We want our marriage to be a haven of warmth and pleasure again. We want our pure lustiness back, untainted by fear and mistrust. We want the unending spirals of bliss we can create only with each other. We want to shut the rest of the world out while locking ourselves in together. We want to be united
in this pregnancy and impending parenthood.

I hadn't even realized how desperately I'd wanted love.

I love him to my bones, but suddenly I'm wondering what I might have been without him.

I'd learned early on that it was easier not to count on anyone.

This book is for all the readers who love Liv and Dean West as much as I do. This is for those of you who know the courage it takes to trust your instincts and find your way. This is for the women who love being someone's girl, and for the men who are your heroes. And this is for everyone who believes in the good things - books, a cup of tea, sexy professors, interesting travels that lead you back home, warm quilts, and perfectly imperfect love.

You don't need anyone to fix you, Olivia, least of all me." Dean pulled me closer, his eyes never leaving mine. "Because you're not broken.

You're so damn strong, Liv, and you don't even realize it. I'm the one who's always had to show people I'm successful, an achiever, the best at everything I did. I'm the one who's always been a goddamn egotist. A groveler. And you ... you're the first person who's ever ... Christ, Liv, sometimes the way you look at me makes me feel like I can hang the fucking moon.

My white knight. My beautiful, strong, brave husband who loves me more than I ever knew it was possible to be loved.

This man would give me the stars, the moon, the sun. He has slain monsters for me and alongside me. He's battled through dark, tangled woods with me because he has never once wavered in his belief that we are meant to be forever. He would do anything for me. For us.

He's a rare gift, my husband, perfect and flawed and completely, unreservedly mine.

It's so easy with her. I know exactly what she likes, wants, needs.

I love that you love me, professor." "I love loving you, beauty.

I'm going to kiss you like I've never kissed you before.

I didn't think Archer would ever fit anywhere. He couldn't. He was too bold, too fierce, too powerful. The world had to accommodate him, not the other way around.

Said the chancellor got a call from a man who's interested

He had layers that he wore like leather. I didn't want to even think about peeling those layers away to find out what was beneath

I want to grab her and shove her up against the nearest wall. Rip her clothes off and fuck her until the earth trembles and the stars explode. Until the universe shatters.

There really is a place where kisses taste like apple pie and where stars spill like sugar across the sky.