Lynette

“Testing, she lifted her hips, let them fall. "Oh, for God's sake. We can't do this on a talking bed. Everybody in the house will know what's going on in here."

Enjoying himself, he nuzzled at her throat. "I believe they already suspect we have sex."

"Maybe, but that's different than having the bed yell out, 'Whoopee!"

Was it any wonder he adored her? he thought.

Watching her face, he trailed a finger over her breast. "We'll have quiet, dignified sex."

"If sex is dignified it's not being done right.”
― J.D. Robb, Indulgence in Death

“I mean, really. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It's so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn't have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss

“Do you ever have ordinary days?" she asked as they ascended the stairs.

"Why would I want them?”
― Zoe Archer, Scoundrel

“You mean," she breathed, "you're in love with me?"

I don't care what words anyone uses," he growled, stopping his pace to stand in front of her. "Use the words of all the languages you know. Or make some up. Doesn't matter. What matters is that I want to be with you forever. Only you. And I hope to God," he said his voice rough as he stroked her hair, her face, "that you only want me." There was no glib charm now, only the raw truthh of his heart, laid bare before her.”
― Zoe Archer, Scoundrel