Braden Quotes

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Emma  Hart
“Fuck this. When life gets hard, ask Google. Google knows everything”
Emma Hart, The Love Game

Samantha Young
“But I think mostly it's your eyes. I want something from them no one else gets from them.'

'And what's that?' I asked, my voice low, almost hoarse. His words had affected me as deeply as any aphrodisiac.

'Soft.' His own voice had deepened with the highly sexual atmosphere. 'Soft the way only a woman's can be after she's come for me.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“When I didn't say anything, he came closer, dropping slowly to his haunches so we were at eye level. My eyes searched his gorgeous face and for once, I wished I could break my own damn rules. I had a feeling Braden would be able to make me forget everything for a while.

We gazed at one another for what seemed like forever, not saying a word. I was expecting a lot of questions since it must have been clear to everyone, or at least the adults at the table, that I had had a panic attack. Surely, they were all wondering why, and I really didn't want to go back out there.

"Better?" Braden finally asked softly.

Wait. Was that it? No probing questions?

"Yeah." No, not really.

He must have read my reaction to his question in my face because he cocked his head to the side, his gaze thoughtful. "You don't need to tell me."

I cracked a humorless smile. "I'll just let you think I'm bat-shit crazy."

Braden smiled back at me. "I already know that.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“I think we need to have sex now.'

His brows drew together. 'Why?'

'To remind us of what we're doing here,' I replied, my tone meaningful.

Braden's eyes narrowed. 'No,' he told me gruffly, squeezing my nape. 'I'd have sex with you for anything else but that.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Emma  Hart
“We all have to get our hope from somewhere, and if getting lost between the pages of a deep book gives me hope, then I'll keep on getting lost, all the while hoping that one day I'll have a real love I can get lost in. Because it will happen, to each of us. One day we'll get so lost in love that we won't be able to find our way back out.”
Emma Hart, The Love Game

Samantha Young
“Do you want to tell me why I'm getting the silent treatment?' He asked gruffly, his breath hot on my ear.

I hunched up my shoulders, pulling away. His voice had an effect on my body and I didn't want him to know that. 'I'm talking to you.'

'Barely.'

'I've got a lot on my mind.'

'Do you want to talk about it?'

'When have I ever wanted to talk about it?”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“Have you ever cheated on someone?"
Whoa. Where did that come from?
"Well?"
Was this an interview to date her brother?
Staring her straight in the eye so she would know I was being deadly serious, I replied more honestly than ever, trusting Ellie not to push me too much on the subject, "I never get close enough to anyone for that to be an issue.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“Our eyes collided as heat rushed up my arm. The tingling between my legs intensified, the need in my gut moaned with want. All I could see was Braden, all I could smell was Braden, and his body was so close I imagined I could almost feel all of his hard strength pressing against me. Right then I wanted nothing more than to pull him into the ladies restroom and let him screw me hard against the wall.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Emma  Hart
“Depression is a sign of strength – because it means no matter how weak your mind might be to you, your heart is still strong enough to feel.”
Emma Hart

Samantha Young
“I hadn't felt too awful lying to Braden since his three-sixty back into predatory hottie with wicked eyes and fuck-me smile was the sole reason I'd had to resort to lying in the first place.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“In public, you’re Joss Butler. Cool, self-possessed. In bed, you’re Jocelyn Butler—you’re hot, babe. Uncontrolled. Needy. Sweet,” he breathed. “I like that I know that. I don’t like the fact that other men do too.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“I turned to face him, knowing in him, I'd find the temporary cure. "Do you want to fuck it out?"
Braden smiled slowly, bemused, causing another twist of attraction in my gut. "Fuck it out?"
"All the bullshit. What she did. What he did. Every soulless bitch that wanted something from you"
His expression changed immediately, becoming hard, unfathomable, as he took a step towards me. "Are you saying you don't want anything from me?"
"I want this. I want our arrangement. I want you..." I sucked in a breath, feeling my control slip. "... to fuck it out of me.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“He looked incredulous, throwing his hands up in disbelief. "You snuck out of my flat like I was some drunken lay you were ashamed of."

He couldn't have been more wrong. I crossed my arms over my chest, a protective measure, as I shook my head and refused to meet his gaze.

"You want to disabuse me of that notion and tell me exactly why I got out of the shower this morning to find you'd buggered off?”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“Braden did not look amused. "Not even twenty our hours in and this arrangement is already exhausting the fuck out of me."

"Well you've given me four orgasms. That oughta take it out of a guy.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

Samantha Young
“You’re lucky you’re good in
bed.”
“Oh.” He grabbed at my foot. “I think you keep me around for other reasons.”
I slanted him a look out of the corner of my eye. “Right now, for the life of me I can’t think what those reasons are.”
Braden tugged harder on my foot, raising his fingers towards it. “Take it back or the foot getsit.”
Oh hell no! I yanked at my appendage.
“Braden, no.”
Deaf to my warning, he started to tickle me,his grip tightening as I laughed breathlessly and
kicked out, trying to get free.
He wouldn’t stop. Ruthless!
“Braden,” I panted hysterically, attempting to shove at him with my arms but struggling as he continued his war on my feet. I laughed harder,
ribs aching, and then… horror.
I broke wind.
Big time.
Braden immediately let go of my feet, his loud, rumbling laugh filling the room, laughter that only deepened when I lost balance, from kicking out
at him and then being abruptly let go, and fell off the couch with an undignified thud.
Mortified as he collapsed against the couch
belly laughing at my fart then fall, I grabbed a cushion and launched it at him from my position on the floor.
Of course this only made the idiot laugh
harder. I warred between feeling humiliation at farting in front of him, something you just didn’t do in
company, and laughing, since his was so
infectious. “Braden!” I whined. “Shut up. It’s not funny,” I huffed, my lips caught in part smile, part
grimace.
“Oh babe,” he tried to catch his breath, wiping
a tear from the corner of his eye as he grinned
down at me. “That was definitely funny.” He held out a hand to help me up.
I slapped it away. “You’re such an immature a-hole.”
“Hey, I’m not the one who just let off.”
Oh God, it was so awful. I groaned, falling onto my back and covering my eyes with my hands.
“Jocelyn,” I felt his hand on my knee and heard the amusement in his voice. “Babe, why are you so embarrassed? It was just a fart.
Brilliantly timed I might add.”
I sucked in the mortification. “Oh my God, shut up.” He chuckled again and I snapped open my furious eyes. “You’re enjoying this!”
“Well yeah,” he huffed, eyes bright. “I’ve never seen you embarrassed before. Even when I walked in on you naked you gave me attitude and acted like you didn’t care. That you’re
mortified by a fart is really quite adorable.”
“I am not adorable!”
“Oh I think you are.”
Samantha Young

Samantha Young
“The only thing that'll drive the cockiness out of me is you faking an orgasm. And I don't see that happening any time soon.”
Samantha Young, Castle Hill
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Samantha Young
“What do you want to talk about until the flight is called?"

"Cold wind. Sleet. The ugly doorman at Club 39. Porridge."

I burst out laughing. "You mean anything that won’t give you an erection?"

He smiled at me, his eyes roaming my face lovingly. "Maybe we should just stop talking altogether. And put a bag over your head. And cover your legs."

"Just don’t look at me."

"I can still smell you."

"I could move."

"Dare move away from me and I’ll put you over my knee, Wife."

"That doesn’t sound so bad.”
Samantha Young, Castle Hill

Samantha Young
“We're going to need each other through this. All of us. But if you can't do that, then I'm going to play hardball. I'm going to do whatever it takes. Some of it will frustrate you, some of it will turn you on, and some of it will hopefully really piss you off”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street
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Samantha Young
“I knew it was bad. I knew it was bad because Braden didn't say anything. He seared me into my walls with a look I never wanted to see in his eyes again, and then he spun on his heel and slammed out of my room.

No argument. No discussion.”
Samantha Young, On Dublin Street
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Kinley MacGregor
“His eyes defiant and smoldering, Braden held his sword aimed at the MacDouglas’s throat. “To get to her, you’ll have to come through me.”

“You want to die for her?” Robby asked.

“Aye,” Braden said without hesitation. He glanced at her and for the first time she saw the love in his eyes. “I will die for her.”
Kinley MacGregor, Claiming the Highlander

“Manchmal – und das würde ich natürlich nie zugeben – geht es mir ziemlich auf den Sack, dass mir die Hühner so nachlaufen.
--Braden, The Love Game”
Emma Hart

Braden Pedersen
“If I had the authority to pick and choose who gets to know Christ as Savior, that would make me God. Thank the one true God that I am not.”
Braden Pedersen