42 Quotes About Second-chance-at-love

Have patience, my dear child. Your happiness will be a few years in coming. You have many challenges ahead of you in the meantime. But be brave. Be tenacious. And you will survive even your worst nightmares. Remember, you are the clay vessel, and the misfortunes that befall you are but the fires of a kiln. They will strengthen you and transform you into a radiant work of art.

Now he was kissing the shell of her ear, nipping at it gently and then soothing the nips with soft kisses.“You have no idea what you’re about to unleash if you continue.”He chuckled low once again, but said nothing as he bit the nape of her neck and gently licked it with his tongue.“You play with fire, sir.”“Let it burn, Julia. Let me be your King of Wands.

He kept his gaze locked on her. Though she couldn’t see it, she could sense it, and it unnerved her. “I’m probably just a little overheated myself.” His voice rumbled low around her, as though the words were meant only for her. They caressed her skin almost sensually.

She dared not glance at him again. She might very well expire if she did.

He had never been so infuriated by a woman in his life. Or more flummoxed. And never more aroused. He didn’t know whether to rant at her or kiss her.

I’m a little alarmed, Mr. Rodman. You said no one will ever know anything improper happened between us. You did not say there will be nothing improper between us.”“And I meant what I didn’t say.

Stunned, Julia could not speak. She lost her breath and her ability to form words as the room spun for a moment at the irony. She hated irony. Detested it. And in this case, the Fates had been quite perverse in their mockery.

If anyone looked at me with the raw desire that shows in his eyes when he looks at you, I’d be petrified they’d have me for dinner — and that I would be their willing victim. I might even throw myself on a plate, salt myself, and offer them a lick — you know, just so they could taste me.

And when he took her hand to help her down, her heart did a funny— and frightening —little flip. And not just from the physical desire that his gaze had ignited, but from some new and unfamiliar sentiment that his words— and his touch —kindled in her.Bad, Julia. Bad. Bad. Bad.