Danielle

“You saved me,” he repeated. The words sounded like they’d been pulled from the depths of his soul. He stepped back and then dropped his jeans, laying his body, mind, and soul bare with me. “Baby—” “My own parents walked away from me, but you saved me,” he hissed, raising a shaking hand to my face.”
― C.P. Smith, Framed

“When a man loves his woman, he’ll turn himself inside out to make her happy. He’ll cherish her until she knows she’s cherished. He’ll never stop working on creating a safe haven for her and the children they’ll one day have, because even a king, if he’s smart, works his ass off to protect his queen. He watches for what makes her smile and for what makes her frown, and he never forgets the difference between the two. He’ll do whatever it takes to convince her that she’s his greatest treasure, and he’ll guard her with his every thought and word and action, because to lose her would be to lose his world. If she’s having a bad day where she’s feeling exhausted or sick or not pretty or whatever, it’s her man’s privilege to look her right in her gorgeous ice-chip blue eyes and tell her ‘I’m the luckiest man in the world to be with you, beautiful, and that’s a fact I’ll never forget.’ That’s how I believe a man should treat his woman, so that’s how I plan on treating you for the rest of our lives.”
― Stacy Gail, Boom

“I’ll get you another red dress.”
She wiped the backs of her hands over her cheeks at the snarl. “You will?”
He glared down at her. “Yes. But you must not cry. I won’t get you any dresses if you cry.”
“I don’t normally cry.”
“You will never do it.”
“Well, I’m afraid I may sometimes,” she said apologetically. “Women need to cry.”
Lines formed between his brows. “How many times in a year?”“Maybe five or six,” she said, thinking about it. “But really, it’s usually a very small cry and not in front of anyone
At that, his scowl grew even darker. “I will permit you to cry four times a year. And you will do it when I am here.”
― Nalini Singh, Lord of the Abyss

“You don’t leave my side. When I talk with my fans, you’re by my side. When I go do shit that Jules tells me I have to do, then you’re with me. When you sleep, you’re by my side. When I go out, you’re by my side. Understanding me, baby doll?”
― Emma Rider, Want