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“I never got over you. And I finally gave up trying.”
“I plan to help Waverly out of whatever trouble she’s gotten herself into and then I’m going to marry her.”
Walking out on you was the biggest mistake I ever made in my life. And I’ve been sorry for it every day since. I’ve never gotten over you, even when I tried. I’m done trying to forget you. And I’m not going to stop doing whatever it takes to win you back.”
“But you were in a serious relationship?” she pushed. “I was. I’m not now.” “Why?” “You.”
“I never stopped loving you. I fell for you when you tossed me in the pool, and I have never, not even for a single second since, stopped loving you. You are it for me Waverly Sinner, and the sooner you face it, the easier it will be for both of us.”
“Angel, if you’re going for my balls, we both know it won’t be to kick them.”
Life is damaging, and all we can do is use those scars to make us stronger, better, smarter.”
“I think part of me always knew I was meant for you.”
She was his weakness… and he was hers.
“Oh, my God! Xaverly’s back!”
“Waverly, did it ever occur to you that seeking the safety of numbness is what’s not healthy?”
“You make me so everything, X.”
“You don’t get it, Angel. I don’t just want you. I love you. You’re under my skin and you’re in my veins. I’ve been looking for you my entire life. I don’t give a shit about the fame and the drama. It’s you.
“You know I don’t think straight with you. Everything gets tied up and inside out because all I see is you. All I feel is how much I want you and how nothing else is ever enough for me.
“I worship you, Angel. Don’t tell me that’s not enough,” his voice was jagged with pain.
I want someone to be there at the end of the day. Someone who cares about me, someone I can’t wait to talk to. That’s the part that matters. It’s the sharing that counts, not the life in between.”
“Love makes everything clearer,” he said, turning his face up to the sun.
He was always so warm, so solid. His body meant comfort and security to her. Strength, power, and heat were the hallmarks of what she felt under her hands when she let her palms wander his skin.
He was protector, predator, hero.
“Have a little faith,” she told him. “There’s nothing I won’t do for tacos.”
She kissed him first, lightly, sweetly. “I love you, Xavier Saint. Even more now. And even more every damn day. You’re my protector, my partner, my heart.”
“You are my heart and my center. Nothing means what it should without you. I want to build a life with you. I want to wake up holding you every damn day of my forever. I want to give you everything you’ve ever wanted. Normal, kids, maybe a couple of sloppy dogs. I want to spend the rest of my life making love to you every chance I get because I will never have enough of you.”
There was an ice cube’s chance in a hell-hosted barbecue that he’d let anyone walk away.
“God, you’re sexy when you’re an evil genius,” Xavier chuckled.
“My heart is full, and my dick is hard.”
“I think my parents know that you make me hard, and I’m sure none of us really need or want to have that conversation.”

