15 Quotes by Roni Loren

She had no idea why she felt so damn comfortable around him, especially when he’d been flirty with her. Even the seventy-year-old mailman, who was clearly harmless, had made Georgia nervous when he told her how pretty she looked one particular day. But something about Keats had her wanting to reach out instead of shrink back.

I don’t want to hurt you,” he said softly. “But I can’t seem to stop myself from wanting you.

I love you back. Guess we’re both screwed.

You wouldn’t be able to sleep through what I’d do to you.

Lose the dress, beautiful. There’s only one scent I want you wearing. Mine.

Once upon a time, she’d thought that was what she should want. A gentleman who told her loving things. But right now, filth was working like wildfire.