250 Quotes by Jill Shalvis

Oh good Lord. She definitely hadn't put on enough deodorant for this.

Cupping a cheek in each hand, he lifted her back up to his desk and pressed his hips hard into hers. Her eyes were worried. "But people keep coming---" "The next person to come is going to be you," he said.

She sucked in a breath. "You're..." When she didn't finish the sentence, he turned his head and watched her gaze drop to his mouth, which was only a few inches from hers. "Handy," she finished softly. "And you're..." She smiled. "Stubborn? Annoying?" "Set to go," he said.

She slid on the helmet. "Thanks, Prince Charming." "Huh?" "You know, Cinderella," she said. "The prince had her slipper and you had my helmet...

I'm ready," she promised. She kissed his jaw and then rubbed her cheek against it, letting out a low hum of arousal at the feel of his stubble on her skin. He had a scent that every single one of her senses responded to. The texture of his skin, the taste of his tongue, the latent strength in his hands - everything about him did it for her. "I want this," she said. "I want you.

The law can be dirty," she said.As he well knew, but he wasn't going there. Instead, he let a teasing smile come into his voice. "True. And I can be very dirty, but only when I'm off duty, and only if you ask real nice.

I didn't think I was capable of love back then, and I wasn't. Not until you. I loved you.

At her touch, he froze. Still turned away from her, he tipped his head back, eyes closed, and said her name in a low, husky, desire-filled whisper.

Nothing wrong with holding on to good memories," he said quietly. "I've held on to mine.