Youโre my dream, Alaric McCabe. And I love you. Iโve loved you from the moment your horse dumped you at my cottage. I spent so much time being resentful and lamenting the circumstances of my life, but โtis true that I wouldnโt change a single thing because then I would have never known your love.
Maya BanksYou can't control everything. You can't control how someone feels about you. Or what makes them tick. You can only control how you react, how you act, how you think and feel.
Maya BanksShe exists, Damon. There are women out there who crave what we can give them. Once you taste it, you can't ever let go of it.
Maya BanksHe inhaled her scent, uncaring of the blood and dirt and grime that permeated her hair and clothing. He was holding her. Finally holding her. โYouโre real. Youโre real.โ She pulled away, looked up at him, the same answering emotion shining in her blue eyes. With a groan, he lowered his mouth to hers. He couldnโt hold back. Nothing in the world would have kept him from kissing her in that moment. He was overcome.
Maya BanksImpulsively, she leaned across the truck and kissed him on the cheek. He glanced over in surprise when she pulled away, but pleasure glowed in his eyes. "What was that for?" "Just seemed like the thing to do," she said. "Well, feel free to do it more often," he encouraged. "I assure you I won't mind.
Maya Banks