Livia

“Wine?” Roarke said, lifting the bottle. “No. Jesus.” Then she took his glass, and a minute sip. “Pretty good stuff. I’m going to let her string him a little longer. So, want to open another bottle when we get home, and have half-drunk sex?” “I think of nothing else every waking moment.” He dropped an arm around her shoulders as they watched Peabody work.”
― J.D. Robb, Celebrity in Death

“She snuck in another stroke. “Was it a just-because? I love just-because presents the best. Last month McNab gave me the cutest pair of earrings—like chains of hearts—just because. You know a guy’s stuck on you if he springs for just-because jewelry of any kind.”
― J.D. Robb, Celebrity in Death

“I’ve got work.” “Yes, and I’d be interested in helping with that. But I want to show you something first.” “In the bedroom?” Now she narrowed her eyes, gave him an up and down. “I’ve seen it before. It’s nice. I can probably make time to play with it later.” “You’re too good to me.”
― J.D. Robb, Celebrity in Death

“I link my fingers behind his neck. “How did you become exactly the person I need?” He skims my cheek with his knuckle. “I don’t know, but I’ll love you for as long as you want me.”
― H. Hunting, Bitter Sweet Heart