Quotes from Lisa Renee Jones

I like to think I'm not stupid often, tonight proves that when I am, I do it in a big way.

When I want something, I go after it. And baby, I want you, and all I can say is you might be smart to run before I get any more into you, but please don't.

We just hold each other. Where I was once lost, he's found me. But I know now that I have only begun to truly discover Chris. He's still lost.

Out of sight, out of mind. It's how i cope.

Do you know what happens when you push a dragon? They burn you alive, baby. You're playing with fire. I've played with fire tonight with Chris, pushed him to be that dragon, and the way he's looking at me now, the way he sees what I do not want him to see, is burning me alive. I know in that moment that I cannot keep asking Chris to show me who he is and not be willing to show him all that I am.

Dirty?" I supply. "Yes. It was. And I am. And so are you or you wouldn't know what a hard limit is.

locking myself in a shell of an existence isn't healing. It's hiding.

For the first time perhaps ever, I am not denying the truth of all of my cracks. I am living them.

It's our scars that define us.

Darkness surrounded me, a complete absence of light that left me shaking inside. No. It wasn't the darkness that had me shaking. It was him. I could feel him, even if I could not see him. Oh yes, I could feel him. In every pore of my body, every nerve ending I owned, I could feel him. 

I told you I do not do anything because I have to. And I don't. But to be inside you right now, baby, I have to. I need to. And, yes - right here in the kitchen.

You have this deer-in-headlights look sometimes that I'm sure means you're going to run. Run to me, Amy, not from me.

I love...being with you.

Baby, I held back today to let you get over all you've been through. But don't let that mislead you. You wouldn't be here if I planned on protecting you from me.

Tell me I helped," I say, and it's a demand. I need to know I can be what he needs, that we can get through the darkness together. "You do more than help. You're the reason I take my next breath." The hoarse declaration whispers against my lips a moment before he kisses me, the tenderness in the touch of his tongue caressing mine telling me more than his words.

We are two messed-up people destined to destroy each other, but I can't walk away. No. Can't isn't the issue. I simply don't want to.

Money doesn't determine worth.

live life to appreciate life.

Who says I have rules?" She waves off my question. "Oh, please. You have so many rules, your rules have rules.

His eyes hold mine and the depth of power and heat I find there are as limitless as what he makes me feel.

He pulls the door shut behind him and drags me against him, murmuring softly, "I understand why you left. I understand everything." I cling to him, holding on for what feels like dear life. "I should have told you." "You would have." He pulls back to look at me. "When you were ready. We all have to deal with our inner demons in our own way, in our own time.

The past is a part of you and us. You can store it away someplace different, but you can't make it go away. And you can't even resolve it until you, we, face it.

We attack the problems. They don't attack us.

My head drops back and I have a fleeting out-of-body moment where I see myself in the window, my hands tied above my head with my legs wrapped around the neck of Chris Merit, while he does delicious things to my body.