C.C.

“Blay didn’t shake the hand that was offered. He reached over, took a hold of the fighter’s face, and drew Qhuinn in for a kiss. It was supposed to be only a split-seconder— like their lips were the ones doing the handshake thing. When he went to pull back, though, Qhuinn captured him, and held him in place. Their mouths met again… and again… and once more, their heads tilting to the sides, the contact lingering. “You’re welcome,” Blay said roughly. Then he smiled a little. “Can’t say it was all a pleasure, though.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover at Last

“You bruised my ego, you see, and there’s just not enough money in the world to soothe my ego when it gets bruised”
― Jennifer Estep, Wasted

“Fourteen hundred and thirty-one.”
I blinked. “What's that?”
“The year I was born, which is not, as you'll note, yesterday.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted

“You've always had me ... and my heart. My soul. Everything. I wish it hadn't taken this long for me to man up.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover at Last