Eve

“This route is completely inefficient,” Hazard growled as the shuttle cut down another aisle of cars. Their driver, an ancient man sitting on a lumbar support cushion so he could see out the windshield, wore a t-shirt that said JESUS, DON’T TAKE THE WHEEL YET! I’M HAVING TOO MUCH FUN! The shuttle crept along at about five miles an hour. They’d only made it through three of the five floors, and it felt like they’d been on the shuttle for a day.
“It’s fine,” Somers said.
“It’s not fine,” Hazard said. He leaned over to the luggage rack and worked his backpack lose. “I think I packed a whiteboard. I bet I can plan out a more efficient route in five minutes.”
“Dear God,” Somers whispered.
“Ok, three minutes.”
“Not that. You packed a whiteboard?” “Of course,” Hazard said. “They’re very useful when I need to make a point. Exhibit A.”
― Gregory Ashe, Off Duty, Volume 2

“I will never force you,” he said. “I’ll try never to hurt you, but no man can safely promise that. Any hurt I do to you, I will be desperately sorry for and try to repair.”
― Kaje Harper, Nor Iron Bars a Cage

“I love him for life, like a wolf or an eagle or a whale. It's not going away.”
― Amy Lane, Blackbird Knitting in a Bunny's Lair

“Maybe this is what trust feels like—a small moment with someone you care about where you don’t feel the need to keep your guard up, or feel like you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop and bracing for impact. Where you can just be messy, vulnerable, and still figuring it out because your partner meets you with space instead of expectation.”
― Bec Benson, All in December: Single Dads MM Holiday Romance