Laini

“Baby, I’ve been so worried about you.  You’re not answering your phone and nobody’s heard from you in days.  What in the hell is going on?”
I kiss his neck and breathed deeply.  He smelled of the forest and Anton.  I closed my eyes hoping to memorize the scent.  He was so warm and inviting, I kissed his jaw, slowly making my way to his perfect lips.
He tilted his head slightly and touched the side of my face.  His voice was soft, his words thick and slow.
“What are you doing baby?”
“Taking advantage of you while I can.  You’ll be leaving me again soon.”
“Why do you think that?”
“Because it’s always you that leaves.”
 
He leaned back and stared at me.  I thought I should say something more, but elected instead to hold my tongue for a bit.  Besides, what else was there to say?”
― Jo Willow, Designing Woman

“Anton, are you tired?”
“Tired?  Fuck no, I’m not tired.  Not yet anyway.  Give me an hour or two and ask me again.”
“You look tired.  You look like you could use a hot shower and a nap.  In our bed. With me.  For the rest of the night.”
― Jo Willow, Designing Woman

“There is a song, Noreen," he said tenderly. "It was nominated for an Academy Award. I can't sing, enamorada, but the words say that when a man loves a woman, really loves her, he can see his unborn children in her eyes." - "To my shame, I saw my sons in your eyes the day I found you in the kitchen at your aunt's house," he whispered, watching her face color. "And I was married. What a living hell it was, to know such a sin and be unable to repent it." (Diana Palmer)”
― Diana Palmer, The Patient Nurse

“I went crazy without you Melody and you weren’t doing so well yourself.  I’ve come to the conclusion that we can’t be apart.  We may fuss and fight, but I’d rather fight with you than live without you.”
― Jo Willow, Designing Woman