Quotes About Trust

Mark's navigating dark and stormy waters, and I'm either going to pull him out, or drown with him. I don't know which.

Fear and a secret are two different things," I remind him, pointing out the difference in the two phrases.  "Often they come together. A secret that leads to fear in one way, shape, or form.

What do I have to do to convince you I'm the one you should run to , not away from? Tell me and I'll do it.

I know until he owns me, until he feels like he has real control, we'll never have a real conversation.

without telling him what I don't want to tell him. What I have to tell him.

He stills, and our eyes lock, his narrowing, holding mine captive. "Run to me, not from me.

She was turning Royce into her knight in shining armor, and she knew all too well that was a fairy tale that didn't exist.

This man must let go.

It's all or nothing with Chris.

I'm not going away, Amy. You do know that, don't you?" … "I don't need a protector, Liam." "I see things differently." My spine locks into a steel bar. "I'm not your ---" "Not yet. But I want you to be.

I trust this woman more than I trust myself right now. And that scares me in a way I haven't been scared in a very long time.

My fingers curl on his cheek, and all self-consciousness is gone, forgotten. "I'm not afraid of whatever you're talking about. I think you keep warning me away because you're the one who's afraid.

I just gave you permission to fuck me, but be clear: I'm not another notch on your belt. You're a notch on mine.

want the lies to end. I pull my gun from my purse and point it at him. "Who are you to me, Kayden? Who am I?" from Denial

I need to know I can be what he needs, that we can get through the darkness together. - demand

It means he can trust you, and trust is not an easy thing to give or receive.

I refuse to believe Gio is dead. He's protecting me. It's the only acceptable answer.

And I dare to believe that it really is. I dare to bet on us again.

He's right. He is. But thankfully he's a dickhead who doesn't seem to know my panties are in Chris's pocket.

Lisa Renee Jones

I know my limits," he assures him. "You just don't like that I know yours.

Lisa Renee Jones

I don't have a lot of friends walking around I might borrow clothes from. And with good reason: the people I care about disappear.

spreads his fingers on my cheek, his thumb stroking a seductive line along my jaw, his voice lower and deeper as he adds, "No secrets. No in between.