30 Quotes by Celia Kyle

I’m not saying I have feelings that affect my pink taco, but I’m telling you my lady garden smells like rose petals and rainbows.

Plus, Blake had once saved a shifted Katie from an evil housecat bent on munching on her.

God she needed this, needed the touch of a man who wanted her exactly as she was.

Despite being only pounds in his hedgie form, he was all male baby.

Duress, my ass. You wanted to climb Declan like a tree. Hell, better yet, you wanted to eat him like a birthday cake.” Harper pointed at her, eyes narrowed. “With butter. Cream. Icing.

She did not engage in kiddie play and if a guy asked her “who’s your daddy” she typically told them he lived in Chicago and would he like her father’s number.

Fuckyou-ish?” “The English dialect of the ancient language ‘fuckyou.’ Very old. Dignified even.

She was a ball of “do me now.” Twice. Ten times if he had the stamina and lube.

We all have scars. Some on the outside and some on the inside.” Another shrug. “But we have them.” “Where are yours?” Kira gave him a rueful smile. “Both.” That was not the answer he wanted. Though it was one he should have expected.