I've learned to allow myself the room to fall in love with what I'm writing.

He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.

He was impossibly gorgeous. I had trouble taking it in at times

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

Go home, Gideon. Please." "I am home." He caught me from behind and buried his face in mu soaked hair. "I'm with you.

I don't need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you're in it.

I know it's not fair to ask you to be with me when we can't even sleep in the same bed, but I'll love you better than anyone else could. I'll take care of you and make you happy. I know I can.