You can't be anything but who you are. I wouldn't love you the same if you stopped being you. How do I change enough to accept that ruthless streak in you.
Christine FeehanJust remember who you belong to, Hannah. I wouldn't want to have to shoot anyone - or strangle you." She leaned over to kiss his shoulder. "Why am I the one to be strangled?" "It's a much more personal death.
Christine FeehanAnd of course I'm a chauvinist, but it isn't my fault." "It isn't?" "No, Jack was born first and I share his genes. I can't help it if he infected me inside the womb." Briony burst out laughing. "I should have known that would be your excuse.
Christine FeehanAre you going to win every argument?" He was pretty certain he'd asked her that once before. May be twice. "Only the important ones.
Christine FeehanI donโt like you in danger. When a man finds the only person of worth to him, that one person who matters more than anything and makes everything heโs ever seen or done or gone through worthwhile, believe me, Rikki, the urge to protect her is overwhelming. If that bothers you, then Iโm sorry, because itโs going to be happening over and over throughout our years together.
Christine FeehanShe thumped him again. He looked startled, then caught her flying fist in his hand and gently pried her fingers open. Very carefully he pressed a kiss into the exact center of her palm. 'Savannah? Were you trying to hit me?' 'I didn't hit you--twice, you scum. You didn't even notice the first time.' She sounded very irritated with him. For some reason it made him want to smile. 'I apologize, mon amour. Next time, I promise I will notice when you strike me.' The hard edge to his mouth softened into a semblance of a smile. 'I will even go so far as to pretend that it hurts, if you wish it.
Christine Feehan