Rin

“Don’t talk,” Ian commanded between gritted teeth. “I don’t need a running commentary.” “But I can do both.” She was good at multitasking, and there was really only one way to keep Ian on task or he would go off on one of his arctic, curse-filled rants that tended to make everyone around him dive for cover. “Jesse Murdoch shot me.” Ian grunted a little, his hips bucking slightly. “I knew there was a reason I liked the kid.” She rolled her eyes. “Nice.”
― Lexi Blake, Love and Let Die

“You can always fall, Savannah, because I will be the one catching you.”
― J.L. Drake, Broken

“Now both fists were clenched at his sides as he followed her. “Because it’s still here. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you. I’m sorry I was an arrogant prick who fucked up his job so badly that he could never go back. And I can’t tell you how sorry I am that you’re the one who got hurt because of it. Don’t you think I would change places with you if I could?”
― Lexi Blake, On Her Master's Secret Service

“this time you’re looking for revenge.” Yes. He wanted revenge. He felt his jaw tighten, his vision focus in. “For Eve.” Ian’s eyes narrowed. “Really? Are you sure about that?” He was sure, and he fucking well deserved revenge. Evans had torn them apart.”
― Lexi Blake, On Her Master's Secret Service