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340 pages, ebook
First published April 19, 2013
” After all these years of reading about bad boys and alpha males and delicious men with ridiculous names, it's my turn. Mine. Mine. Sorry, Horse; Sorry, Kellan Kyle; Sorry, Ty McCabe; Sorry, Travis Maddox; Sorry, Gideon Cross. But I'm breaking up with all of you.”
” He said I was like the lake on a summer day, no wind, no rain, no clouds. No fun”
” Shit, I don't know what it is, but I want to own this girl, feel her beneath me as I slide inside and know that she belongs completely and solely to me.“
“As of right now, you belong to me. You walk with me, ride with me … ” Amy doesn't look scared, not in the least. In fact, the more I say, the happier she looks. “Bunk with me. Until you get your colors and your own bike, you're mine.”
“If you can think of your lover in six senses, then I'd say you're nailed. “Sight, sound, taste, scent, touch, and other, that thing you can't figure out that means everything.”
“There are only three kinds of kisses in this world: secret ones that nobody sees, the fake ones that everybody sees, and the real ones that only two people see. This one was one of those and I'll be damned, but it rocked my friggin' world.”
Some decisions we make; others are made for us.Amy is 21 years old and still lives with her parents. She is restricted in all aspects of her life. What she can do, who she can talk to, what she can wear. Her father is a pastor in a small southern town and her parents are controlling to the extreme. The only way she can truly ‘get away’ is through her books. Her book boyfriends get her through.
Oh. My. God. He looks just like my book boyfriend!
I don’t know what it is, but I want to own this girl.
“If you can think of your lover in six senses, then I’d say you’re nailed. They’ve got themselves wrapped around your heart. Sight, sound, taste, scent, touch, and other. that thing you can’t figure out that means everything.”
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After all these years of reading about bad boys and alpha males and delicious men with ridiculous names, it’s my turn. Mine. Mine. Sorry, Horse; Sorry, Kellan Kyle; Sorry, Ty McCabe; Sorry, Travis Maddox; Sorry, Gideon Cross. But I’m breaking up with all of you.
I blame the books, but maybe it was really just me. Maybe I’m just as perverted as my favorite fictional characters.
"Austin, I may not remember her name, but I remember the way her eyes fluttered closed when I kissed her, the way her lashes danced like butterflies on her cheeks. I remember the way she smelled, like roses and chamomile, and I remember the sound of he rlaughter like she was right here with me. If you can think of your lover in six sences, then I'd say you're nailes. They've got themselves wrapped around your heart."
~“How do I join?” she asks and it takes me a long, hot second to figure out what it is that she wants.
“Your gang - group - whatever.
The people with the triple M’s on the back of their jackets.”
"Believe me, Amy, when I tell you that you don’t want to be a part of this."
"No," she tells me, glancing up sharply. "I need to be."~
~“Come on, beautiful,” he says. “Tell me your name.” “Amy,” I say quietly, too quietly. “Amy Cross.” “Austin,” he says, and that's it. “Now, Amy, I'm not letting you go until you promise to meet me back here tonight for a drink.” I look into this man's dark eyes and feel like I'm falling and burning up at the same time. Two beautiful, beautiful ways to die."~
~"MOTORCYCLES, MADNESS, MONEY"~
~"Can you handle me? I have high expectations, you know. All us romance readers do. We're spoiled by words."~
!!!! Amen sister!!!!
"~If you want me to be exclusive," Austin whispered into my ear, grunting as he thrusts deep. "Then you're going to have to keep me satisfied, Sugar. Think you're up for it?"~
~"I'm sorry," She whispers, voice slightly muffled. "I'm a bad girl, and I need to be punished." she swallows. "Master."~
~Once again, I use my reading knowledge to keep the moment as hot and seamless as possible. "When the panties drop, dear God, girl, make sure you unhook at least one ankle or when he gets to that epic moment where he wants to kick your legs apart and ram you, you're not gonna be ready!"~