Beneath These Chains Quotes

“Don’t know how I got so lucky, but I’m not letting you go. Whatever happens, Elle, you’re mine, and you’re staying mine.” My words came without thought: “Like I could ever be anyone else’s.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“For the record, if you tried to make me wait for oral sex, I’d be tempted to kill someone.”

“Then it’s a good thing you got yours.”

Her pout turned to a mischievous grin. “You’re just waiting to get head at work, aren’t you?”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“This time his growl was sexy instead of adorable. “Sending me to the cop shop with a hard-on. That’s what you’re doing, you know.”

My eyes dropped to his crotch, and sure enough, the telltale bulge was bigger than normal.

I shrugged. “I’m not really sure how that’s my fault.”

“All you have to do is breathe, and you get me hard, woman. That’s how it’s your fault.”

A grin stretched my lips. “Then hurry back, and I’ll take care of what I started.”

Lord groaned. “That’s not helping.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“Wouldn’t have expected someone as determined as you are to run.”

She threw a pissed-off-woman look over her shoulder. “I’m not running. I’m regrouping before I give in to the urge to scratch your pretty car.”

I lifted my hands in a gesture of surrender. “No need to threaten the car, Elle. That’s uncalled for.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“On top of that—you’ve been trying to get my attention all week. So now you’ve got it. You just happened to get it my way.”

Elle looked to the side, as though bored with the entire conversation, but I recognized embarrassment when I saw it. She tried to cover it, but it still came through loud and clear in the pink blush staining her cheeks.

“And now that we’ve finished stroking your ego, I think we’re done here,” she said. Her words were quiet, and I didn’t like seeing her bold sassiness muted.

I decided to throw myself out there too. Fuck, I hoped I knew what I was doing. “I didn’t say I didn’t like you trying to get my attention. Do you have any idea how hard I’ve been fighting to stay away from you? Jesus, woman, you’re the sexiest fucking thing to set foot in this place. My dick has become way too well-acquainted with my zipper—and a fuck ton more acquainted with my hand since you started.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“Elle’s chin lifted. “I just told you how you could put your hands on me. One night. None of this dating bullshit.”

A harsh noise came out of my throat, because the woman could be infuriating. I’d never thrown out an offer like this and having it pitched back in my face sucked ass. “Tell me why. What’s your hang up, woman? I get that I’m fucked up in a helluva lot of ways, but I’m not a bad guy. I don’t even deserve a shot?”

The ice in her expression melted a degree. “It’s not you—”

My laugh was gravelly. “Let me guess, it’s you?”

That ice? It was back, in spades. She pivoted for the door, but I moved faster. I trapped her against it, a hand pressed to the wood on either side of her fiery red hair.

“You’re going to tell me why before you leave this room.”

“You’re not a bad guy? Just the kind that traps women against their will in a room they want to leave?”

I smiled. “Not women—just you.”

This time it was Elle who growled. She shoved against my chest, but I was an immovable rock where she was concerned. I didn’t budge. “You’re a caveman too, just like your brother, aren’t you? I’ve heard the stories. Is this a genetic issue?”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“Lord?”

“You’re done.”

Bree’s dark eyes flew wide. “Done? You mean done for the day?”

“Done. For good. Get your shit and get out.”

Bree lost the innocent pose as she crossed her arms and stared me down. “Not until you tell me why.”

In two long strides, I closed the distance between the register and me and pressed my hands to the counter.

“I gave you a job. Gave you a paycheck you didn’t have to suck a dick to get. But that wasn’t enough for you. You had to have more, and instead of coming to me and asking for a raise, you decided to make it happen yourself.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“I was learning that there was a line between protective and possessive, and an even wider gulf between possessive and controlling.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“Fucking meet me the rest of the way, woman. Show me you want this,”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“Wouldn’t have mattered what I was doing. You need me, I’ll be there.” You need me, I’ll be there.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“He might not be a knight on a white horse, but I’d take a tatted-up bad boy in a muscle car over that cliché any day of the week.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“Fine! Because there’s no way in hell I’d ever answer to a guy. Therefore, relationships are out. And since I don’t want anything serious, why date? Most guys are happy to have no-strings sex. It’s a bonus. You’re the only whack job who won’t take the bait.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“You’re a caveman too, just like your brother, aren’t you? I’ve heard the stories. Is this a genetic issue?”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“Why do I feel like this is a fucked up reenactment of a scene from Pride and Prejudice? It’s like Darcy telling Elizabeth he likes her against his better judgment. And guess what? She didn’t go for it, and neither am I.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“It was a hell of a lot more than that. I just marked you as mine.”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains

“He might not be a knight on a white horse but I'd take a tatted up bad boy in a muscle car over that cliché any day of the week”
― Meghan March, Beneath These Chains