Jane A

“Are you fucking kidding me? If you had white onions or mustard I’d go down—” Kane stopped mid-sentence and A.J. lifted an eyebrow. “You’d what?” she purred. “I’d go down and kiss your feet,” he muttered.”
― Caitlyn O'Leary, Her Ruthless Protector

“He looked over at the woman walking beside him. Had she just admitted she was wrong that easily? Damn, there was a lot to like.”
― Caitlyn O'Leary, Her Ruthless Protector

“You’re fucking amazing. So amazing.” She bit the tip of his chin. “Bend down, I need a kiss.” He didn’t. Instead he looked into her clear blue eyes. “I can’t believe I found you. How could that have possibly happened?” “Bend down.” She pulled at his neck and he gave way. Her lips were so soft. Never had she given so much of herself. A.J. poured everything into this kiss. Who she was. Her past. Her present. Her future. She pulled away. “I love you.” “I love you, too. Do you trust me?” Kane held his breath. “I trust you with my heart. With my soul.” “Because you, A.J. Lancaster, are the most important thing in the world to me. Ah, Love, you’re my universe.”
― Caitlyn O'Leary, Her Ruthless Protector