I have one one type: Eva Lauren Tramell. That’s it.” I rolled my eyes. “Okay. Whatever.

Doctor." Gideon set one ankle on the opposite knee and settled back, creating a picture of unyielding decisiveness. "The only way I'm keeping my hands off her is if I'm dead. Find another way to fix us." Chapter 3 pg 50

I'd stop the world from spinning for you

Why can men be boys all of their lives, but we women must grow old while we are yet young?

I can still feel you, Eva. Still taste you. I’ve been hard since you left, through two meetings and one teleconference. You’ve got the advantage, state your demands.

When I propose, angel, trust me, you’ll know it.

My heroines, more often than not, are the ones who are troubled and resistant.