I could shoot you in the foot.""Please do. At least then I wouldn't have to endure this sock humiliation any longer.

You should've mentioned you were bringing a beautiful woman. I would've combed my hair.

The wolf demands her mate. But the woman loathes the man.

He brought up both hands to hold my face. "I would die for you, Isabelle.""No." I shook my head. "Live for me.

Do they send all of you jaguars through some elitist asshole training course?

You're playing dirty," she whispered. "Did you want me any other way?

I stole a kiss and whispered, “I’ve never had anyone in my corner before. I like it.” “Me too.” A spark of mischief flashed in her dark eyes. “You know what else I like?”“What’s that?” Her hand slid down to grab myass. “Being naked with you.

He pulled me into his arms and kissed my hair. His lips brushed my ear as he whispered, “Come home with me, kitten. I need you.

He searched my face. “I want to be worthy enough to be your mate.” My lips curved slightly. “You already are.