Quotes About Affection

Don't say I never gave you anything," he said. " I gave you the stars. Good night, little sister.

Matthew told to Eden what:" she sneaked into my heart and went to work, chipping away, day in and day out, until she hollowed out a corner all for herself, and then, as if that wasn't enough, she went and carved her name on it.

Afterward, she hooked a limp arm around his neck, buried her face against his shoulder, and whispered, "Don't ever get hypothermia with anyone but me.

She turned her face to touch her lips to his neck. "Make a memory with me, Hunter," she whispered huskily. "One more beautiful memory.

Afterward Hunter drew her gently into his arms and reminded her of the promises he had made her, that she would never experience brutality or shame in his arms, only love. "How can you not hear the song my heart sings, Blue Eyes?" Loretta knew he was referring to far more than his lovemaking.

Only you would ask. All anyone has to do is look in your eyes to see your heart shining through, and it's a warm heart, to boot. I think Hattie has made the perfect choice" Chloe felt as if she'd just gotten a telephone hug.

Would you let go? It's indecent, you touching me like this." "In-dee-sent?" "Indecent. Shameful. Would you please let go? It is my foot, you know." "And you are my woman.

You make a smile inside me, that is why I want you. The way a man wants his wife.

I would have you beside me," he told her huskily.

I'm not your woman yet. Have you no shame? It's broad daylight. People might see." "They will see you are my woman." "They'll see my drawers, that's what they'll see!" He abandoned his hold on her skirt to run his palm up her back. "No bones. That is good." Loretta's face flamed when she realized he was referring to the whale bones of a corset. A decent man didn't mention such things.

You will wear it? For always? And remember Hunter of the Wolf? It is a promise you make?" "I will wear it." Her fingers curled around the medallion. "I have nothing to give you." His eyes clouded with warmth. "Your ruffles." She pursed her lips. "I'm wearing them. If you want them, you'll have to come back and steal them." His gaze ran the length of her. "Maybe so. You will make them nice like flowers, yes?

Hunter rolled onto his back, taking her with him. He loved the feel of her slender length pressed against him. Running his hands into her hair, he held her face inches above his own so he could search her eyes. It pleased him to see compassion and pity shining there. She was as golden within as she was without.

With the tip of his tongue, he outlined her ear. " Topsannah, tani-har-ro. " The words came out so slurred, she doubted he even knew he was saying them. "Prairie flower," he muttered, "in springtime.

Loretta swallowed. "Hunter?" His indigo gaze met hers. "Thank you. For--defending me." Almost imperfectibly, he inclined his head. "Sleep, Blue Eyes. It is well.

Did she know she took with her a little bit of his heart?

I'm frightened," she said shakily. "I am frightened beside you," he murmured. "You? But why are you--" "Because you are sunshine. Because you make a glad song inside me. I have great fear that you will go away from me.

Nei com-mar-pe ein. " She clutched her skirt. "What does that mean?" "I love you.

My heart rides with you, tah-mah. " Hunter moved his hands in a light caress down Loretta's arms, then released her. "And mine remains here.

I have such great love for you, little one. Such great love.

My heart is filled with great love for you," he whispered. Tears sprang to Loretta's eyes. She couldn't name the emotion that caused them, didn't want to. Then, like projectiles from a cannon, the words shot from her mouth. "Oh, Hunter, I love you, too.

My heart is filled with great love for you," he whispered.

A baby ... Annie hugged her waist, so happy that it was difficult to contain herself. Someone of her very own to love. It was the nicest thing that had ever happened to her, barring none.

It is enough that you will lie beside me. That I can put my hand upon you." Her expression went from wary distrust to incredulity. "And do nothing?" Hunter shared her sentiments. It was the most boisa idea he had ever come up with.

He wasn't sure when it had happened or how, but the small woman beside him was no longer his captive; he had become hers.