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It takes far less courage to cling to the past than it does to face the future"." --
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Even knowing the ending was sad, I wouldn't have deprived myself the beauty of the story.
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People adjust their behavior to fit the society they live in. They integrate because they have to. But what they are on the inside doesn't change.
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I don't panic unless I have to. Wastes energy.
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If you loved people, you might hurt them, dissapoint them, anger them, but you never, ever, dishonored them.
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Can we talk?" "Fuck off." "Good. You're willing to cooperate."
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Life was precious. Life was fragile. Here one moment, gone the next. Every second should be milked for all it's worth because you never know when the bottom was going to drop out.
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The F word turns me on, she whispered. The F word? Food He threw back his head and laughed. It rumbled up out of his chest and felt so good it startled him. For the first time in years,his laughter was spontaneous. It wasn`t tinged with bitterness and cynicism.
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She shook her head slowly. "I don't believe you. You can't be a cop." "Not a cop." "Federal agent?" "FBI." "Even more unlikely." "J. Edgar rolls over in his grave every day, but that's the way it is."
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Parker] "We know why I kissed you last night, Maris." "To frighten me off." He frowned. "That doesn't even merit an argument. I kissed you because you braved Terry's and showed up everybody in the place, including me. I kissed you because just looking at you made me ache. I kissed you because I'm a rotten son of a bitch and your mouth looked so goddamn kissable. Simply put, I kissed you because I wanted to. It's something I admit and you da..
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I'm sure you could have. Fending off unwanted male attention is a skill every attractive woman must acquire. But you're also a lady who was reluctant to cause a scene.. (Hammond Cross)
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And the longer she holds out, the more you want it, and the more you want it, the blinder you get. There is a direct correlation, you know, between a stiff dick and blind stupidity.
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Ah, but being in love made you mean and crazy. Love made you act like a fool even when you knew you were acting like a fool and couldn't help yourself from acting like a fool.
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But owning the pain, running through it, overcoming it, was a matter of self-will and discipline.
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Put your hands on me. Pretend this means something - Lee Coburn
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Don't ever be afraid to live. Because though dying is easy when compared to living
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And then he pressed into her. First his thighs, then his middle, his chest, and finally his mouth. She made a whimpering sound, but its definition was unclear even to her, until she realized that her arms had gone around him instinctually, and that she was clutching his back, his shoulders, her hands restless and greedy for the feel of him. He kissed her openmouthed, using his tongue, and when she kissed back, she felt the hum that vibrated..
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He won't hurt me. I have a secret weapon.
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Coburn)"Honor." Gasping, she lowered her arm from over her eyes and looked into his face. "Put your hands on me. Pretend this means something." With a whimper, she wrapped her arms around him and clutched his back, then slid her hands down over his ass and drew him even deeper into her. He groaned, buried his face in the hollow of her neck, and rocked his body against hers. An orgasm burst through her at the same time he came. She pretended..
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People reveal as much by their silence as they do by what they say.
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He also knew that whenever he recalled her kissing his cheek with such unqualified trust and acceptance, it was going to ache just a little in the vicinity of his heart. It ached now.
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Dodge, I'm going to tell you something." "Judging by your tone, you're going to have to kill me after. Frankly, I'd just as soon not known."
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Moving between her thighs, he stretched out above her, then thrust into her. Once. Because, as he did everything, he acted without hesitation or apology to claim her entirely. Her eyes went wide and her breath caught. Holding her gaze, he pressed himself deeper, barely easing back before pressing deep again.
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His gut was stitched up good and tight, but that didn't prevent it from flopping. He wiped his damp palms on the legs of his jeans and stood up shakily, leaning heavily on his cane. He called himself a masochist for putting himself through this torture day after day. He braced himself for the disappointment of having to go home alone. He braced himself for happiness like he'd never known in his entire life. He watched the door they would co..
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You don't have to give me flowers, Coburn. You don't even have to hold me. Let me hold you. - Honor Gillette
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But I'm not a hearts and flowers guy. I'm not even an all-night guy. I don't hold hands. I don't cuddle. I don't do any of that stuff. - Lee Coburn
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Nobody speaks smut to my wife and gets away with it.
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Honor)"You had told me that if you didn't return within a few minutes of ten o'clock, I was to drive away and get as far from Tambour as possible. So, for all you knew, that's what I had done. After nearly dying in that explosion, with a burn on your shoulder, and your hair singed, you could have run in any given direction in order to get away, but you didn't. When you found me on the railroad tracks, you were racing back to the garage. To ..
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He lifted his gaze to the framed photograph of Tanya and him taken on their wedding day. God, she had been lovely. Her smile had come through her eyes straight from her heart. He had known unequivocally that she loved him. He believed to this day that she had died knowing that he loved her. How could she not know? He had dedicated his life to never letting her doubt it.
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Jared hadn't planned it, had never even thought about it, but he couldn't control taking complete possession of her mouth with a bruising kiss. He wanted to insult her, to further humiliate her, to shatter her damned poise. But her body was so female, her lips so soft, warm, virginal, that what had been hurtful and brutal became tender, seeking, questioning.
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His entire aspect was menacing, starting with his chilling eyes and the pronounced bone structure of his face. He was tall and lean, but the skin on his arms was stretched over muscles that looked as taut as whipcord. The backs of his hands were bumpy with strong veins. His clothes and hair had snagged natural debris--twigs, sprigs of moss, small leaves. He seemed indifferent to all that, just as he did to the mud caked on his boots and the..
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Doral asked if Coburn's neighbors had been interviewed. "By me personally," Fred replied. "Everybody in the apartment complex knew him by sight. Women thought he was attractive in that certain kind of way." "What certain kind of way?" "Wished they could fuck him, but considered him bad news." "That's a 'way'?" "Of course that's a 'way.' "
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I've got your back, Doc. You can count on it. I would kill them before I let them touch you.
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Grief was an illness with me. Unfortunately it's incurable. I've just learned to live with it.
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If I could have you after every nightmare, I'd have ten a night.
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Lauren whirled her head around so quickly that the motion hurt her neck. Jared's hand came up and clamped the hat more firmly over his face. He adjusted his long body to another position, contracting and relaxing muscles that Lauren didn't know existed. But then, she had never seen a masculine physique like this before. His languid movements were repelling and thrilling at the same time. It was like watching some pagan god who was beautiful..
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Lauren could smell the starch that kept Jared's shirtfront crisp, which blended intoxicatingly with tobacco and champagne. When he spoke in confidential tones to the silly woman, Lauren could feel the vibration of his voice in his chest. The bank director's wife moved away, and still Jared retained his possessive hold on her. His hand trembled slightly as his thumb moved upward and lightly stroked the side of her breast. Or did she only ima..
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Women readers aren`t turned on by nice heroes any more than male readers lust after heroines who are too virtuous.There should be at least a hint,maybe even a promise, of corruptibility.
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The intensity of his expression caused her to tentatively ask, "What?" "I've never been a big fan of the missionary position." Not quite sure how to respond to that, she said simply, "Oh." "I preferred making it any other way." "Why?" "Because it didn't have anything to do with getting off." "What didn't?" "Looking into the woman's face." He murmured the statement as though puzzled by it. Her throat grew tight. She reached up and stroked hi..
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If he turned his hand into her and began stroking her there, she would wake up smiling and drowsy and ready for him again. They would kiss. Erotically. Her mouth would be so damn enticing, he'd dip into it again and again to gather the taste that was now familiar to him. He would touch his tongue to her nipples, and she'd rub her thumb around the tip of his cock and feel that he was about to burst, and then he'd be inside her, moving. Or ma..
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An affair? Jeff?" "You think it's beyond him?" "No, I just can't imagine him working up enough emotion or blood flow to get hard."
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While we try to find out what happened to her, there's something you should keep in mind." Jess arched a brow. "Oh?" "If Hayes Bannock has your wife, you probably top his shit list. Be afraid."
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Rosa wasn't far from wrong. In her naked loveliness, she appeared to be an angel. But Jared was mortal, and he wanted her as he had never wanted a woman before. He carefully lowered his head and kissed the pulse in her throat. Then his lips traveled with a blissful laziness over her breasts, nibbling and licking lightly so she wouldn't ever know that he had worshiped at this temple of her body. She was forbidden to him. It was a self-impose..
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Don't be afraid of loving this man, Maria had told her. Don't be afraid. Her slender fingers closed around the warm shaft with its velvet skin stretched smooth. Gently her fingers played over him, curious, wondering fingers, fingers made exultant by their discoveries. Reflexively Jared arched his back. His head went back in a gesture of exquisite feeling. Then his chin lowered and he was searching her face again. His golden eyes shone brigh..
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