Krystal

“I’d move here. I’d move to the goddamned, fucking moon to wake up to you in my bed.”
― Kristen Ashley, Creed

“You’re perfect, baby.”
I blinked. Then I whispered, “Knight – “
“No, Anya, no fucked up shit outta that sweet mouth. I’m not gonna listen to it and I’ll work my balls off, I don’t care if it takes decades, to make you stop even thinkin’ it. Instead, you gotta know that every second I spend with you it becomes more and more clear that you were made for me. A gift I don’t deserve, didn’t earn but I’m not giving it back.”
― Kristen Ashley, Knight

“Reesee answered my cell?”
Dusty was silent.
“Dusty,” he called. “My daughter answered your cell?”
“If I say yes, are you gonna get pissed at your girl?”
“Uh… yeah.”
“Then I decline to answer.”
Fuck.”
― Kristen Ashley, Games of the Heart

“Then she leaned slightly into him and said gently, “I don’t think you should be left be. I think you’re dealing with something heavy, you’re obviously doing it alone.” She threw a mitten-covered hand out to indicate the area, “You need to unload it, Chace.”
Christ.
Fuck.
Christ.
That voice, quiet, gentle, so fucking sweet saying his name, her eyes soft on him.
Fuck.
Better than he could have imagined.
Better than he ever could have dreamed.
And not his.
Never to be his.
Which meant finally hearing her say his name was torture.”
― Kristen Ashley, Breathe