Quotes from Kyra Davis

As I was saying before," he says, his eyes glued to me as I begin to writhe on the sheets beneath me, "I will allow it.

You're still my ocean," he whispers.

I understand—" I gasp. ". . . and you will not stand in my way." "I will not stand in your way," I parrot. It's all I can manage.

and I remember . . . the kisses, the taste of him, the feeling of him inside me.

I feel the weight of his chest on top of me as he finally collapses; I close my eyes and try to bring myself back to earth. I might have been safer at Dave

If we're starting over," he says, quietly, "is it too early to say I love you?

You can always have the best, Kasie," I say quietly. "A woman like you never has to settle for anything.

He's no longer a stranger. He's my moon.

I fought for her, won her, and then I fought everyone who wanted to hurt her.

But when Robert touches me in just the right way, I forget. I forget what it is I want, or rather I forget that I want anything other than him.

Well, fortunately I know what the best looks like now," she says as she links her arms around my neck.

She didn't need my protection, only my partnership.

No woman has made me quiver before, but she does.

I wonder how on earth I was lucky enough to find her.

Your problem is that you have never fully understood the power of being a desired woman.

As we stay there, pressed against each other, the room smelling of coffee and sex, I hear him mutter . . . perhaps to himself, perhaps to me, "Last time, my ass.

Two weeks ago I didn't know what it felt like . . . to be pressed against a wall, to be propped up on a desk, to be made love to on the floor of the Venetian.

Even with him in me I ache for him, and it's that aching that brings me rapidly to the brink.

The rules are mine to set. What I don't believe in is playing by other people's rules.

How can I fight so hard for freedom only to be enticed by captivity?

My devil is winning.

You were made for me," he breathes.

When a spy is captured, he takes a suicide pill, believing it's better to die than be tortured. By that reasoning shouldn't those same pills be issued to anyone foolish enough to fall in love? —The Lighter Side of Death

If you want to turn your life around you're going to have to start making things happen and stop allowing things to happen to you.