Parker

“I’d have been dead a long time ago if not for my friends, one of whom had just jumped off the cliff after me.
I’d have been a lot more appreciative if he hadn’t pushed me first." ~Cassandra Palmer”
― Karen Chance, Hunt the Moon

“Zach - "Yes. And Tigers. And mountain lions. There's an array of shifters."

Sara - "Bunnies?”
― Shelly Laurenston, Pack Challenge

“I'm putting up a great front, then because I feel like I'm breaking apart inside.”
― Christine Feehan, Dark Prince

“Did you really think you could quit?" He moved closer, his steps slow, purposeful. "Just fax me a damned piece of paper and I‘d be forced to let you walk away from me?"
"You don‘t have a choice." Lydia swallowed the lump in her throat and moved around the chair. Putting furniture between them seemed like a smart idea. "I quit, end of story."
"The hell it is," he growled as he stopped and crossed his arms over his chest. "I‘ve given you space, Lydia, but it‘s time we talk."
"There‘s nothing to say."
He pointedly glanced at the chair and quirked a brow. "Afraid, little Lydia?"
Afraid of her own ability to keep her hands off him, yeah. "You don‘t scare me, Dane. You‘d never hurt me."
"Then quit acting so skittish and come here.”
― Anne Rainey, Body Rush