Livia

“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

“She gives me a soft smile. “I don’t know if you still need to hear it from me, but I forgive you for being a frustrated eight-year-old boy. It’s okay that you were jealous. It’s okay that you ran ahead. I forgave you before I realized you even wanted forgiveness. You’re an awesome brother. You always have been.” “And you’re an awesome sister.” “You have no one else to compare me to, which is good.”
― H. Hunting, Bitter Sweet Heart

“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

“Does that mean you’re going to stop worrying about me worrying?” “It’s moving that way. We probably just need to have a good fight over something, finish it off. A good fight can work like a good orgasm, and clear things out.”
― J.D. Robb, Celebrity in Death