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“I want you to smile at me every day,” I say next to her ear and slam into her again. “Every.” Slam. “Fucking.” Slam. “Day.”
― Neva Altaj, Stolen Touches

“Roman?”
“Yes?”
“I have a confession to make.”
I kiss her shoulder. “Something bad?”
“Yeah. It’s . . . well, it’s a kind of a problem. A big one.”
“Spill it, Nina.” She’s silent for a few moments, and then makes my world tilt on its axis with six short words. “I’m in love with you, Roman.”
I close my eyes for a second and squeeze her tightly. It’s like everything around me stopped. “Then we share the same problem, malysh.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars

“I’m not jealous.” I take a sip of coffee. “I just have an uncontrollable urge to kill any man who even looks at my wife.”
― Neva Altaj, Stolen Touches

“I’m afraid someone may try to take you from me, and I have this compulsion to kill them all before they have a chance to give it a try.”
― Neva Altaj, Broken Whispers

“She took my black heart with her the day she left, and if she says no, she can keep it. I’m ruined for anyone else anyway.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars

“Tell me, Nina, if there wasn’t this deal between us, would you have come when I nodded?” he asks. “Nope.”
I don’t expect him to ask me to elaborate, but he does, and his question surprises me. “Why not? Is it because of the wheelchair?”
He says it conversationally, but there is a hidden undertone I can’t quite define. I abandon watching the crowd and look him right in the eyes. “It’s because I’m not a poodle, Mr. Petrov.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars

“No one will be teaching you Russian, but me. Got that?” “Got it, kotik.” I close my eyes and shake my head. “You do not call a Russian pakhan ‘kitten’, Nina. I have an image to uphold here.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars

“Never presume someone is dead until he’s sporting a hole in his head. That’s my motto. It even rhymes.”
― Neva Altaj, Hidden Truths

“The silent types are always the most dangerous.”
― Neva Altaj, Broken Whispers

“The way you look at my Bianca. Like you would lay your body over a field of burning coals, so she could cross it without burning her feet.”
― Neva Altaj, Broken Whispers

“You are mine now and I am not letting you go. Ever.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars

“The first thing my husband says when he opens the door after I just saved his life? “You smashed my taillights.”
― Neva Altaj, Broken Whispers

“Igor speaks only Russian. How can he teach her anything?” “I have no idea. He tells her what to do, and when she does it wrong, he yells.” My head snaps to the side to look at Varya. “He yelled at my wife?” “She yelled at him more.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars

“Why”—he buries his fingers in my hair, pulling my head lower until my mouth almost touches his lips—“did I buy the bracelet, Milene?” “Because I liked it?” I whisper against his lips. “Because you liked it,” he says as he presses his mouth to mine.”
― Neva Altaj, Stolen Touches

“Put your hands on my wife,” I tell the idiot, “and you’re losing them.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars

“I move to the corner, and Roman lies down on the sofa, places his head in my lap, and closes his eyes. “Does your leg hurt?” “Yes,” he says, but there is a slight delay in his reply. “Are you lying?” “Nope.” He shakes his head. His eyes are still closed, but the corners of his mouth lift a bit. “Oh yes, you are lying.” I bend down slightly. “You just want me to pet you.” He opens his eyes and reaches up to tuck one of the strands that’s escaped my ponytail behind my ear. “Yes,” he says and closes his eyes again.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars

“Decided to finally get out of your cave, I see.” I cock an eyebrow. “You should get dressed. We’re going down for dinner in thirty minutes.” “Slutty, serious, or something in the middle?” “Middle will work.” “Damn, I wish you picked slutty.”
― Neva Altaj, Painted Scars