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1 " Thank you. Coffee can’t fix stupid, but I appreciate your thoughtfulness. "
― Milly Taiden , Miss Taken (Raging Falls #1)
2 " If it looks like a lion, sounds like a lion, then I’m guessing it’s a lion, "
3 " Just know this isn’t going to be easy. I’m not always going to agree with whatever you want.” “If I wanted agreeable, I’d get a pet. "
4 " That’s not true. You are a beautiful girl. You do a lot of sports and you are careful with your meals. You are just bigger because there is more of you to love.” She smiled. “When you meet the man who loves you just as you are, then you know you found the right one.” She patted Kira’s hand. “I love you as you are. Whoever comes into your life will do the same or they will not be worth your love. "
5 " What a bossy man she had. Good thing she wasn’t bothered by his aggressiveness. In fact, she really liked him all forceful and growly. It did something to her. Brought out her wild side. "
6 " Why are you wearing my man’s shirt?” Ah, fuck. So the giant with the loose hands belonged to this bitchy chick? “It was either wear the shirt or go naked.” Melissa narrowed her eyes. The lines of her face tightened. She pressed her lips in a straight angry line. “You were naked?” “Yes. I’d really like to talk to your man about taking a woman’s clothes off without her permission, "
7 " Are all your exes psychotic?” She raised her brows, folding her arms on her chest. “Was she crazy before or after you got with her?” She leaned back on the island getting a better view of his face. Lord, the man was fucking gorgeous. Not in the clean cut sort of way. He had the whole fuck rough, dirty, and make you sweat thing going. A deep scar was etched down his cheek into his day’s old beard growth. She licked her lips and glanced down his massive frame. “Sex can make women insane. "
8 " He stopped. The anger she’d seen in his eyes fled, replaced by a new light. Hunger. Need. Lust. Oh, my. “Do you know what’s amazing?” he asked quietly. Something told her not to ask, but fuck it. “What?” “That you’re in my bed, so wet and hot and I’m still hanging on to my control.” He glanced at her lips. “Barely. "
9 " Your curves are fucking gorgeous.” She hadn’t been expecting that. The look in his eyes spoke volumes. He was highly turned on by her big girl body. "
10 " This is not good.” “Fuck good,” he snarled, grasping long chunks of her hair and pressing her against the wall like he visualized. “You already know I will never just fuck you good. Good will never apply. That’s too tame a word.” He licked the side of her face. “I will fuck you to within an inch of your life and bring you back for more. "
11 " You’re mine.” She pulled back, a deep frown covering her brows. “I’m what?” “Mine.” She laughed. “Does that work with most women?” She shook her head. “Never mind. Look, you’re hot as fuck. You really are, but you can’t just tell me I’m yours and expect me to be at your beck and call. Life doesn’t work like that. "