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1 " We are all fighters. It is basic human nature. We strive to get somewhere in life or we fight for survival. "
― Sarah Castille , Against the Ropes (Redemption, #1)
2 " What is it?” There is almost nothing I could refuse him at thisvery moment. Sex on the picnic bench? Check. Strip off and do theMacarena on the grass? Check. Crawl under the table and do naughtythings? Not much experience in that department, but…check. Ride offinto the sunset? Double check. "
3 " Tell me the truth,” he rasps. “Admit it made you hot. It made you wet. You are coiled so tight I could slide my hand down your panties and make you come before you could tell me to stop. "
4 " Rampage frowns. “If you can’t even hear about it, how are you going to watch the fight?” Bucket on head. Facecloth over eyes. Torment has given me lots of options. "
5 " He lifts an eyebrow. “Does the friend have a name?” “Mac.” “Doesn’t suit you. Do you have a different name? "
6 " Misery tells me to shut my mouth or he’ll shut it for me with something so big, I’ll never be able to talk again. I hope it’s a big slice of pizza. "
7 " He explains he is going to mount me. Yes! And take a dominant position. Oh, yes! "
8 " If I can’t talk my way out of this mess, I’ll just wiggle. "
9 " potatoes off his pants. “Carbs,” he moans. “I’m going to gain at least ten pounds. "
10 " I would like to know who thinks this heart is worth one million dollars. Or maybe, I already do. A low murmur builds, rolling from the back of the room, gaining momentum as the crowd parts. I hold my breath, and "
11 " I’m guessing you don’t have to share a bathroom at your house,”I say with the casual tone of someone who isn’t waving her half-nakedbottom in the air in front of a hunky, semi-stranger and soon-to-be-boss. I push myself to my feet and edge my way back to the dresser, thistime keeping my back to the wall.He snorts a laugh. “No. Nor do I have a back door in my bedroomor a collection of random people walking around my house. "
12 " Max attacks Misery with the kind of vigor only reserved for really dirty ovens "
13 " You are the richest chocolate, the most decadent dessert, the smoothest coffee, and the most intoxicating wine.” He kisses his way down my throat and circles each of my nipples with his tongue. My body melts and I arch my back, offering more. "