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" As she told her staff, there was always time to hold someone's hand or listen to their worries or offer a shoulder to cry on, because in the blink of an eye you could be on the other side of that conversation. After all, tragedy didn't discriminate, so everyone was subject to the same whims of fate. No matter what your skin color was or how much money you had, whether you were gay or straight, or an atheist or a true believer, from where she stood, everyone was equal. And loved by someone, somewhere. "
― J.R. Ward , Lover Unbound (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #5)
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" Of course I want you,” she said right in his ear. “I love you.” He let loose some kind of hoarse word, and his arms crushed her to him. As she found herself not being able to breathe because he was squeezing her so tight, she thought, Yup, this really was him. And he wasn’t going to let her go this time. Thank. God. As he held Jane up off the ground, Vishous was wholly happy. Complete in a way that having all your fingers and toes couldn’t hold a candle to. With a shout of triumph, he carried her into her condo, pausing only to put the garage door down. "
― J.R. Ward , Lover Unbound (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #5)