70 Quotes About Ian

I say, look at the melons on that lass,” Ian exclaimed, his gaze now on the TV. “And hung like a stallion, he is.”“Focus, mate,” Spade muttered.

Three hard, loud bangs, followed by a bellow of “Open this door!” had her jumping in the next second, startled. “What the hell?” Spade muttered, letting her go to fling the door open with a scowl. Ian stood on the other side. “What is wrong with you, banging on like that?” Spade demanded. Ian cast a wicked look at Spade, who wore only his shirt, and then one at Denise as she hastily closed her robe. “Paybacks,” Ian said succinctly. Then he walked away, whistling.

Because,” he said quietly as she stood up, “until you walked into it, this was an ordinary garden.”Puzzled, Elizabeth tipped her head. “What is it now?” “Heaven.

Feeling a little foolish over her confidences, Elizabeth glanced up at him with an embarrassed smile. “What is the most beautiful place you’ve ever seen?”Dragging his gaze from the beauty of the gardens, Ian looked down at the beauty beside him. “Any place,” he said huskily, “where you are.

Elizabeth’s entire body started to tremble as his lips began descending to hers. and she sought to forestall what her heart knew was inevitable by reasoning with him. “A gently bred Englishwoman,” she shakily quoted Lucinda’s lecture. “feels nothing stronger than affection. We do not fall in love.” His warm lips covered hers. “I’m a Scot,” he murmured huskily. “We do.

His gaze held hers, and his voice was tender and rough. “Love me, Elizabeth.” Elizabeth felt a tremor run through her entire body, but she looked at him without flinching. “I do.

Good. So, I guess I should have a pet name for you.”“You could call me laird,” Ian suggested, even though he wasn’t feeling like one right now.Sam swirled fingers in his chest hair, then tugged lightly on it. “Can I call you laird bear?”“Hell no.”Ian felt Sam smile against his neck.“No,” he repeated.“Okay,” Sam said agreeably, still smiling.“Fuck,” Ian muttered.Sam giggled. It was cute.“Let’s go to bed,” he said, nudging Sam with his arm. “This couch is too small.”“Okay, laird. Bear.”“Ha. Ha.

Zeke? Figures." She made a big deal about wiping her hands on her jeans. "Keep your germs to yourself. I have no idea where that tongue has been.

As I swallowed the last bite of my bagel, my fear gave way to anger. “And just what the hell did he mean by ‘my erratic behavior’?”Ian just looked at me. Yasha and Calvin stared straight ahead and didn’t say a word.I glared at all of them.