Breaking the Rules (Sinner and Saint, #2)

by Lucy Score

“You’re wasting your time here. I got over you a long time ago, Saint.” The noise he made was somewhere between a growl and purr. “I never got over you. And I finally gave up trying.”

“I don’t care how long it takes or how long I have to wait out her feelings for Dante Wrede. He doesn’t deserve her. I don’t deserve her, either, but I’m the one who will spend the rest of my life trying to.”

“I’m bad at groveling, Angel. And you wouldn’t respect a groveler. So how about this? 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.”

“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.”

“Where would you like me to put my things?” “You’re not staying here, Saint.” “Agree to disagree, Angel,” he said amicably. She glared at him. “There is something very wrong with you, Xavier.” “It’s called love.”

Gone was the delicate princess, and in her place was a capable queen.

He was sending her a message that every inch of her belonged to him. Every orgasm, every whispered gasp—he laid claim to them all.

did it ever occur to you that seeking the safety of numbness is what’s not healthy?”

“You can’t protect yourself from life, daughter of mine,” Sylvia said with a sad smile. “I would love to keep you from feeling any of the hurt that it brings, but that wouldn’t be fair. The point isn’t to get through life unscathed. It’s to throw yourself into it and experience every drop of it. Get scarred, get scared, soar high, love whenever possible.”

He loves you the way every woman wants to be loved by a man.

“It’s hard for me to trust people. And I’ve never been a second chance kind of girl.” “Don’t turn your back on once-in-a-lifetime,” Calla advised. “Especially not when it comes around the second time.”

“You know he’s it for you, don’t you?” she asked. “And you’re trying to decide if you can take another kick in the chest if it doesn’t work out again or if you should just settle for something safe.”

“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’re the girl who talks me into motorcycle rides up the coast and beach picnics. You’re the girl who leads me on a chase and then completely surrenders to me. You’re the girl who takes me inside her and makes me feel like I am finally the man I was meant to be.”

“What does it matter how big my next movie is? Or if I do another twenty missions for some government agency? I’m still going home to my empty house afterwards. 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.”

Waverly might not have been in love with Dante, but she did love him. She trusted him. And Xavier wanted that with her... and so much more. He wanted to be the one to give her everything, to make her laugh, to make her smile, to make her come. He wanted to be her everything.

“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.”