Teased Quotes

“I don’t need you to save me, Chalton. I’m fine.”
He grinned against her mouth. “We all need saving once in a while.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Teased

“How could this be happening? No way, no way, was she attracted to a kidnapper. “Stockholm syndrome,” she murmured.
He smiled, those gorgeous lips moving. “Keep telling yourself that.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Teased

“She leaned toward him, her gaze on his. “I’m probably going to kill you,” she whispered, temper still in her tone.
He grinned. The woman had made him smile more in the last several hours than he had in many years. “Thanks for the fair warning. Here’s one back. Every time you swear at me, every time you physically attack me, and definitely every time you try to kill me...I’m going to kiss you until you stop.”
Her lip curled. “Then I’ll just have to succeed with the kill.”
Smart and spirited. “I look forward to it.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Teased

“I don’t love him,” Olivia snapped.
“Yes, you do,” Chalton bit out. It was one thing to play hard to get or to take time to figure out feelings, but no way was she going to lie out loud to him. “It happens fast with vampires, so deal with it.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Teased

“Livy.” His voice deepened to nearly guttural. Desire unfurled in her abdomen. Then reality slammed her in the face.
“Are you glamoring me?” she asked, anger rippling along her skin.
His eyebrows drew down. “Glamoring?”
“Yeah. What vampires do.” She put her hands on her hips. “Making me want you.”
He chuckled again. “Oh, you want me, and it’s all you. There’s no such thing as glamoring.”
Truth. She opened her senses, and he was definitely telling the truth. “Oh.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Teased

“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured.
Somehow that made her even madder. “You are such a dick. Guys like you don’t find girls like me beautiful.” Spitting fire, she glared up at him.
He leaned into her, loving the way her eyes widened in awareness. “Guys like me?”
“Yes.” She slapped both hands against his chest and shoved, snarling when he didn’t move an inch. “Guys who spend hours in the gym, probably only eat protein, look like action movie stars, and probably date models who weigh three pounds.”
He frowned. “What’s wrong with protein?”
“Nothing,” she shouted.
Somehow he’d made her so angry she’d stopped making any sense. “Your beauty isn’t exactly a matter of opinion, darlin’. You’re stunning.”
“Stop playing with me,” she almost growled.
“I haven’t started playing with you, and when I do, you’ll fucking know it,” he shot back,”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Teased