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1 " Thick lashes lifted, a moment of pure clarity in the dark gray as Noah wrapped his arm around her waist. "Meant to ask you to marry me, put the ring in the plant soil, but gardener made me drunk. He's so small. What happened?" "
― Nalini Singh , Rock Redemption (Rock Kiss, #3)
2 " When she closed the door, she took the happiness with her. "
3 " He was scowling. "What the hell? If I had a daughter and she was dating a guy like me, I'd take him out back and threaten him with a shotgun to make sure he treated her right."Kit's mouth fell open. "You?""Yeah." He folded his arms, his scowl growing heavier. "Jeez, Kit, he didn't even tell me to be good to you. That's bullshit."Realizing he was dead serious, she bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling. "Where did you pick up this chivalrous instinct?""My father," he said, the sneer that usually accompanied any mention of Robert St. John missing from his voice. "He's a son of a bitch, but he brought me up to look after any women under my care.""Under your care?" Kit raised an eyebrow. "Chauvinistic much?"He shrugged. "Yeah, well, maybe it is, but I'm not changing. My imaginary daughters are never dating musicians. Ever."Stomach somersaulting at the idea of little girls with Noah's features and talent, she shook her head. "Noah St. John, bad boy of rock and concerned father of imaginary daughters. Hell hath frozen over and become an ice rink. "
4 " Be with me." Kit froze against him, a flesh and blood statue. "I can't be what you need," he whispered against the side of her head. "But be with me anyway. "
5 " He didn’t care about the cameras, just wanted to touch her. He could do that now without crossing dangerous lines because Kit thought it was all make-believe. But when he wrapped her hand firmly in his and held it against his thigh, he meant it. And when he tugged her close to his side and leaned down to nuzzle at her hair, he meant that too. As he did his words when he released her hand to wrap his arm around her shoulders. “I’m glad you’re here. "
6 " Noah St. John, bad buy of rock and concerned father of imaginary daughters. Hell hath frozen over and become an ice ring. "
7 " This isn't your redemption Noah," she said, her eyes so passionate with emotion that they seemed to glow. "
