Romancing Rem'eb Quotes

“A man, making things complicated?” I joke. “You don’t say.” She snorts with laughter.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“They don’t trust most of it and there’s no sense in depending on computers when we can’t fix the ones that are here, right? So we’re all Clan of the Cave Bear and shit.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“I realize that yes, I’m still resentful of the entire situation. I haven’t forgotten, haven’t forgiven. “I went to Croatoan and lived with strangers, and they were so lovely and kind to me. They didn’t make me feel like I was a problem. Like I was some beach Jezebel.” And yet they still weren’t my people. Everyone at Croatoan was friendly and wonderful, but they had all known each other for so long, had bonds together that I couldn’t possibly understand, and no matter how much they tried to include me, I still felt like the odd one out. I was the only unmated woman, the only unmated person of my age, and the only stranger. No matter how I tried, I still felt like the odd one out. It’s why I returned to Icehome. I wanted to see if it felt more like home than being at Croatoan for four years, or if I’d always feel like the one that didn’t belong. “It was wrong of them to reject you,” Rem’eb tells me fervently. “Any male would be proud to claim you as his mate and have you at his side.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“That does not mean your heart has moved on.” He looks uneasy, his fingers twitching against mine as we hold hands, as if he wants to clutch me tighter. I shake my head. “There’s nothing between me and I’rec. Our entire relationship was messy. Do you know I was sent away from the Icehome tribe? I was young and I flirted with all the single guys…and they flirted back. The attention was so nice. God. For the first time, I felt like the center of the universe. But then they also got jealous of each other and started fights, and so I was sent away because they decided that guys that hunt and contribute were worth keeping and I wasn’t.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“Chalath offers to carry the packs of both Colleen and Natalie in exchange for kisses, and both women make disgusted sounds and turn him down.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“Rem’eb touches the side of my face, cupping it even as he catches his breath. “My mate,” he tells me again, his gaze soft as he regards me. Am I, though? Because he’s going to leave me behind, and if there’s one thing I know about resonance mates on this planet, it’s that they always stay together. I’m not going to argue, though. Not when he’s sunk deep inside me and shuddering, and we’re both out of breath. Not when our khuis are purring so sweetly together, like we’ve finally done something right. For now, I’m just going to enjoy this moment. The tears can come later.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“We both tumble onto my bed, and he curls himself around me protectively, so I don’t hit the floor. When my head stops spinning, I’m sprawled over his chest as he holds me close. I gasp, trying desperately to push off of him even as one warm hand slides over the small of my back. Rem’eb stares up at me, his gaze fascinated. “Are all of your people so lovely?” he asks, voice husky. “Every time I look at you, it steals the breath from my lungs.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“He grabs my wrist in his grip—gently—and takes the slice of fruit into his mouth, his lips grazing my fingers. Heat clenches through me. That’s not playing with fire. That’s walking straight into an inferno. “You feel this between us,” he murmurs after he swallows it. He doesn’t let go of my hand, either, just lets it continue to hover near his face, his lips. “Do you not?” There’s no sense in denying it. I nod. “If it is not resonance yet, it will be.” And he sucks on my juice-dampened fingertips. I gasp, pulling out of his grip. My nipples are hard and I’m breathless. “And I am looking forward to it, Tia the Stranger.” His gaze is full of heat and promise. He’s not like anyone I flirted with in the past. There’s no bragging, no uncertainty. He knows exactly who he is and what’s going to happen. It’s that utter certainty that’s making my belly coil with want. For the first time, I feel like someone sees me and wants me, all of me. It’s not like back on Icehome Beach, where the more I joked around and flirted, the less everyone liked me. I can flirt with Rem’eb and he’ll flirt back. He’ll eat it up like fruit and ask for more. I can be myself without being afraid that I’m too much. The way he looks at me, I get the impression that I can do no wrong in his eyes. He could find me standing over a dead body and would ask if I need help with the knife.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“The female that steps into the light and gazes at me with wide, khui-blue eyes is nothing like those tales. Her skin is the color of a mushroom cap, soft and strangely plush for all that she has no fur. The mane atop her head is full of coils, springing forth around her round face like a cloud of smoke. She is slim and brown, delicate and yet inviting. I was expecting an ugly creature that it would be easy to drop back onto the surface. “What do you think, Rem’eb the Fist?” calls Cas’zor through the door. Is it not obvious to him? It feels obvious to me. That everyone should realize that this is the moment—and the female—I have waited my entire life for. It does not matter that she is a stranger or most likely an enemy. “She…she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” I tell him, humbled. I raise a hand to my chest, knowing that I must surely be resonating, and I am surprised to find I am not. Not yet, then. It feels inevitable. No matter that my khui is silent right now. I know that it is simply a matter of time.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb

“What do you think, Rem’eb the Fist?” the second man calls out from the doorway. He won’t enter, won’t even look in this direction. I’m guessing that he’s not allowed to look at me, which only makes me more nervous. The one standing in front of me blinks. He must be Rem’eb. One hand reaches up to rub his jaw, and his lips part as he stares at me as if he cannot believe what he’s seeing. If he’s startled to see me, he must not have been the one that kidnapped me. The moniker “The Fist” is a little alarming, though. I’m not going to relax my guard just yet. The Fist guy finally answers, clearing his throat before speaking. “She…she is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.” Oh. Well. I might be an idiot, because it’s hard not to be somewhat flattered by that awed tone of voice.”
― Ruby Dixon, Romancing Rem'eb