Heather M. Orgeron

“My breath catches in my throat as a chill makes me shiver, leaving gooseflesh in its wake. My eyes latch on to his, pleading with him to kiss me.”

“I want to rip the rest of those buttons open and climb him like a monkey in a banana tree. Oh God, what I would do with his banana...”

“Tear filled eyes glisten in the firelight. She’s so fucking beautiful that it hurts to look at her, but it’s an ache I hope to feel for as long as I live, because the pain of losing her again...that I don’t think I’d survive.”

“He’s so fucking unconventionally perfect. I don’t know whether I want to kick him in the balls or lick his face.”

“that kid may not carry my DNA, but by God, I don’t care. I love that little shit like my own and I want to be his daddy.”

“Those ties...those ties are forever, and I never wanted to be connected to any other person so permanently. Forever was always meant for you and me, Spence.”

“You’re stupid. First of all, I need for you to know that.” “Uhhh, thanks?” “That is the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard. What could possibly be more romantic than the man of your dreams swooping in like a white knight? This is your fucking fairytale, bitch, and you’re about to let it slip away...” Gina growls in frustration. Add a note”

“She’s not ready and maybe she never will be, but I won’t stop trying. I’ll be patient if it kills me. I can just see it now. Cooper Hebert died of blue balls and a broken heart.”

“I want the strings. I want the ball and fucking chain. I want to be so tied to you that you can’t ever slip away from me again.”

“I find blow jobs to be highly respectable. In fact, I can’t think of many things I respect more than your lips around my cock.”

“Spence,” he says as he lifts his brown eyes to meet mine. “You still make it hard to breathe.” “And you,” I say, swallowing as I try to rein in my overeager heart, “are still the same old charmer you always were.”