Teduncho

“You want to fight with me?
Graham tugged at his tie, loosening it. “I find it turns me on.”
― Vi Keeland, Stuck-Up Suit

“He wants to call me? On the phone? Who even does that anymore?! This is an outrage! I won’t even pick up when my grandmother calls unless she calls twice in a row! If you need to get ahold of me, text. If it’s an emergency—still text.”
― Sara Ney, Hard Pass

“This one,” he said, “is for my wife.”
With a pointed glance, Gideon signaled the band to start. An instantly recognizable bass beat ratcheted up my pulse.
“Lifehouse!” Shawny crowed, clapping her hands. “I love them!”
“He’s calling you his wife already!” Megumi yelled, leaning toward me. “How freaking’ lucky are you?”
I didn’t glance at her. I couldn’t. My attention was riveted on Gideon as he looked directly at me and sang, telling me in a lusciously raspy voice that he was desperate for change and starving for truth.
He was answering my song.
My eyes burned even as my heart began to beat with a different rhythm. Had I thought he’d be unemotional? My Good, he was killing me, baring his soul in the rough timbre of his voice.
“Holy fuck,” Cary said, his eyes on the stage. “The man can sing.”
I was hanging by a moment, too, hanging on to every word, hearing his message about chasing after me and falling more in love.”
― Sylvia Day, Captivated by You

“As I sat in my chair, her gaze followed me. I adjusted the fit of my headset and paused when I realized she was staring. She liked looking at me.”
― Sylvia Day, Captivated by You