Brittany

“Devlin shifted just the slightest, and the next breath Rosie took lodged in her throat. She felt him against her stomach, thick and hard, and unless he had something weird in the front of his pants, he was totally turned on.
So was she.
And they were both apparently freaks, because she’d just tried to shove him and he had just threatened her, but here they were, utterly aroused, and there was a really good chance she needed to find a therapist stat.
…
“Are we going to pretend like you don’t feel me?” he asked, rather calmly.
“Yes,” she snapped.
“How’s that working out for you?”
“Just great.” The moment those words came out of her mouth, she realized how ridiculous they sounded.
Devlin’s lips twitched.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Moonlight Scandals

“Are you for real?” She let out a short laugh, looking away. Why did so many good-looking guys have to be such douche canoes? “Man, you are something else.”
“That I am.”
“That wasn’t a compliment.”
“You sure about that?”
“Uh, yeah. I am.”
“Hmm.” He sounded utterly dismissive.
She had to force her hands to unclench. “I think you’re the most uptight person I know.”
“You know nothing about me.”
“I know enough to know you need a hobby or a pastime. Maybe a different workout regimen to de-stress or you need to get laid. Something to loosen you up a bit.”
His lips parted as he stared down at her. He looked affronted. Like if he had pearls, he’d be clutching them. “Did you seriously just tell me I needed to get laid?”
Rosie rolled her eyes. “Did you seriously just prove what I said?”
A moment passed. “Are you volunteering?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Moonlight Scandals

“Fear and bravery are often one and the same. It either makes you a warrior or a coward. The only difference is the person it resides inside.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You're an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash