I'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.

You’re not the only one who can get possessive. I’m very proprietary about what’s mine.

She’s my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose.” “I love it when you talk dirty,” she purred. “Give my regards to Lindsay.

From the moment I first saw him— saw through his stunning and impossibly gorgeous exterior to the dark and dangerous man inside— I’d felt the pull that came from finding the other half of myself. I needed him like I needed my heart to beat, and he’d put himself in great jeopardy, risking everything— for me.

We’ll never be over, Eva.

The only way I'm keeping my hands off her is if I'm dead. Find another way to fix us.

I had to bite back a laugh. "Cary Taylor. Loving you isn't a character defect." Chapter 12, pg 213