LuvBug

“Do you have a favorite team?”
He smirked. Literally smirked.
“There's only one New York team.”
Alexa fought past the nausea and asked the question.
“Which one?”
“The Yankees, of course. It’s the only team that wins. It’s the only team that matters.”
― Jennifer Probst

“And what was left behind was an unblinking enigma of a man, ruthless, without borderlines, slippery as mist, beautiful, passionate, remote. And totally and irredeemably loveable.”
― C.C. Gibbs, Knight's Mistress

“The worst thing about new books is that they keep us from reading the old ones.”
― Joseph Joubert

“Forget it." She turned to the closed door of the bathroom. "Forget I said anything. I take it back." Just as she pulled the door open, he was behind her, slamming it shut.
With one hand planted in front of her face, Max said next to her ear, "You can't take it back now."
"Yes, I can."
"No." He leaned his big body into her and shoved her against the door. "I heard you." His hot breath brushed her temple. "You love me Lola. I won't let you take it back. You can't ever take it back.”
― Rachel Gibson, Lola Carlyle Reveals All