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1 " Want me to shave?” His question brought her gaze up. Such a simple question. And so direct. Yet so incredibly intimate it tightened her throat. “Would you?” “Hell yes.” “No.” Her smile deepened. She shook her head, licked her lip, then dragged it between her teeth. She met his gaze and lowered her voice. “There’s good reason for the phrase ‘Bearded for her pleasure.’ I want to feel it between my legs. "
― Skye Jordan , Wild Zone (Rough Riders Hockey, #4)
2 " I got my pick. I always get my pick. I never settle, Tate.” Her voice was compassionate but firm. Her gaze steady and serious. “So don’t think for a second you were a fluke or a second choice or consolation to me being stuck in the kitchen. I had you picked before I ever got pulled away. I’ll always choose to go home alone over going home with someone I’m not one-hundred and fifty percent into just to be with someone. I’m not a woman who needs a man. I’m not a woman who settles for anything but exactly what I want. I’m here because I want you, Tate, not because I couldn’t have someone else. "
3 " legs. “I’m not a one-night, sex with a stranger kind of guy.” She lifted her brows and a hot little smile turned her lips. “Well, another night would be night two, and we aren’t strangers anymore.” He laughed, but it came out as pained as he felt. “Really? Because I learned more about you from Quinn in five minutes and listening to you talk to Beckett for three than I learned directly from you in bed over eight hours. "