WhiskeyintheJar

“When he pulled away from the kiss, he pressed his forehead to hers, still holding her. "Nothing's going to happen to you as long as I'm drawing breath, Buttercup."
"Gosh. I bet you say that to all the computer nerds."
He grinned. "Nah. Just the ones who smell good and wear my hickeys on their breasts.”
― Cindy Gerard, Running Blind

“If you ramble enough, people will think what you’re saying is true, right?”
― Tara Sivec, Love and Lists

“All it takes is six cuts,” he said near her ear. She nodded, relaxing against him as he guided her hands with precision. One deep stroke of the blade neatly removed an angled section of wood. They rotated the pencil and made another cut, and then a third, creating a precise triangular prism. “Now trim the sharp edges.” They concentrated on the task with his hands still bracketed over hers, using the blade to chamfer each corner of wood until they had created a clean, satisfying point. Done.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

“Now she knew. The Duke of Langford, the archly correct gentleman who had been so annoying and disapproving...
Was completely naughty at heart.”
― Sharon Page, An American Duchess