Karen

“Whenever you're taking advantage of all those rules you make in your favor, you're turning me inside out and when that happens, you’re not white and I'm not black, or poor, or one bad mood on the part of some racist asshole away from being unemployed. In your garden, I'm Eve, and when you take me shoe shopping, I'm Cinderella. On top of your mountain, I feel like Mother Earth. In your house, I'm a lady. You dress me like one and you insist others treat me like one.”
― Eden Connor, Wildly Inappropriate

“She needed him to take her. His way seemed right to her. Somehow, his blunt brand of sexuality had always seemed right to her.”
― Eden Connor, Wildly Inappropriate

“Well, then, let's make a deal. I'll be your slave girl. You can dress me your way, and I'll do anything you say, so long as you give me two weeks to change your mind 'bout sellin' some land I hear you don't even use." She ventured a glance at his face. "We can get as wildly inappropriate as you want." Pointing toward his slow-moving hand, she couldn't resist adding, "I see you already started.”
― Eden Connor, Wildly Inappropriate

“I'm a man who likes to take control, Cynda, but I don't object to proving I deserve to be in control of a woman's body.”
― Eden Connor, Wildly Inappropriate