Sylvia June Day (born March 11, 1973) is a Japanese American writer of romance novels. She also writes under the pseudonyms S.J. Day and Livia Dare. She is a number one bestselling author in 28 countries.
Angel, a crowd of millions couldn’t hide you from me. I found you once. I’ll always find you.
Now I'm hot and bothered, and wondering why my new neighbor isn't putting the moves on me. " "Maybe he doesn't want to push you too far, too fast and scare you off. " Gideon's eyes glittered in the light of the television. "Is that so?" He nuzzled his nose against my temple. "If he has half a brain, he'd know not to let you get away. " Oh. . . "Maybe I should make the first move," I whispered, wrapping my fingers around his wrist. "But what if he thinks I'm too easy?" "He'll be too busy thinking he's damned luck.
It's time to discuss what it's going to take to get you beneath me"-GC
I own your pleasure," I whispered into his mouth. "I'll take it if you won't give it to me.
I will see to this; you see to your sister. Be quick about it. It won’t be long before I come for you, and you’d best be ready, Jess, with my ring still gracing your hand. You won’t stay me then. I’ll drag you to Scotland in irons if I have to. ” He left her in a rush. As always, taking her heart with him.
He could shred me so easily. A few words, a desperate look, and I was cut wide open.
The thing about nightmares was that you couldn't prepare for them. They sneaked up on you when you were most vulnerable.
I can't bail out on Cary," I said apologetically, turning to face him. "Chicks before dicks and all that.
You put your hand on Corinne's back like this again and I'm breaking your fingers.
I don’t need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you’re in it. ” He turned the corner and pulled up in front of the Crossfire behind the Bentley. He killed the engine, released his seat belt, and took a deep breath. “Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn’t before. I have a place now, with you.
Your kisses are mine.
I've told you before,” he said huskily. “I'll take you however I can get you. ” “Whatever. Don't think I don't know you're topping from the bottom. ” His mouth curved with unapologetic amusement.
I've never worked so hard for anything in my life as I have for you.
Gideon was a man who’d lived an entirely solitary life, and yet he’d accepted me into it so completely that he could envision a future I was afraid to imagine. I was so scared I’d only be setting myself up for a heartbreak I couldn’t survive.
What are you doing?" he breathed. "You're going around, stirring up everything. " "I've got time on my hands," I shot back, just as breathless, "since I dumped my asshat boyfriend. " He growled, fiercely passionate, his hand in my hair pulling so tightly it pained me. "You can't make this up with a kiss or a f*ck, Gideon. Not this time. " Gideon & Eva
I don't blame you. But if there's anything else you have to tell me, now would be the time. " He pressed forward, urging me to stretch on the couch. Coming over me, he whispered, "I'm in love with you. " With everything going wrong, that was the one thing that was totally right. It was enough.
I'll catch you angel, i'll always catch you.
I'm not giving you any options here. We're doing this, Eva. Enjoy your last remaining hours as a single woman.
Gideon was an untamed animal behind closed doors, a lover who bared me to the soul every time he made love to me.
I keep what's mine, and I do not share.