Quotes About Communication

Lucas's tone was hard. "You made her cry, Nathan. You made your mate cry and then you didn't hold her.

Why would I want to share anything with a man who yells at me twenty-three hours of every day, then kisses me?

Dev called Katya on the comm panel as soon as he was able. "How are you?" "Fine." Her lips curved. "Connor brought me a smoothie -he said you threatened to cut his legs off at the knees if he forgot." "Damn straight.

Dear Ms. Baird,   As of today, you do have a slave clause in your contract. It means you do everything I say. Under no circumstances are you to eat, sleep, take breaks, or check in to hotel rooms with men named Eggplant.   Sincerely, Gabriel

You broke my heart when you said I didn't know about foreplay.' Her lips twitched. 'Yes, you're terrible at sex. Terrible.' That was why she was lying here with melted bones and an inner wolf who was so dozy, she was sprawled out in complete abandon.

Hello," he said, on his best behavior now. "I just wanted to smell you." "Oh." Lines between her eyebrows, the tone of her voice making him want to close his eyes and just listen. "Do you sniff everyone you meet?

I don't want the … issues between us"—raging sexual arousal fused with the red haze of the anger that licked the air—"to bleed over into our working relationship. Let's agree to stay out of each other's way as much as possible, and be polite when it's not.

Come on, Ms. Baird. I promised early on that I wouldn't bite." A slow smile. "Unless you make the request, of course.

Don't worry. There's a manual—it began with information about intimate physical interaction, but now has a growing section on emotional connection and how to nurture it.

Face falling, her sister pushed a crumb around her plate. 'I feel dumb now. I shouldn't have called you—I know you must be sad and busy because of the Falling.' She squashed the crumb, staring at it as if it were the most important thing on the planet.

Aden turned his body toward her . . . and then he did an unexpected thing for an Arrow. He reached out to cup her jaw, hold her face for a long, taut second, their eyes locked. I think, he said at last, you are a worthy match for my friend, Ivy Jane. You see the greatness of him—and you see his vulnerability. Neither scares you. A decisive nod as he broke contact. Anything you need from me, you can have. You need only ask.

I'm old enough now, and I want someone to play with like you play with Janvier and Raphael does with Elena. Even Dmitri plays with Honor." This seemed to fascinate him. "The rules are secret in each game. I want to have secret rules with a woman who . . ." A long pause. "A woman who knows me, understands what I am, and who wants to have secret rules with me.

She moaned. "We can't just keep having sex." "Why not? We've got months of frustration built up.

First you throw bread at my head and bow you expect me to be a movie critic- Raphael said to Elena

If she could've found the will power to speak, the brain cells to construct thought, she would've told Clay he was a god. It was a good thing she was too wiped out or he would never let her forget it

I know when a man's hungry. And if you'd use your woman parts more often, you'd know, too!

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Words weren't always easy when things mattered.

We're getting married in an hour. I already spoke to Nicolai

When Naasir was yet a child, Dmitri had told him he must learn as many languages as possible, so no one could keep secrets from him. This wasn't the first time that advice had held Naasir in good stead.

No buts, nothing. You have the ability to piss me off without even trying, but I'll fucking take a gun to my head before I lay a hand on you. You clear on that?

I said I would kiss you. I never said where I would kiss you." [...] "A kiss between two people is, by definition, on the lips," she argued. [...] "But this isn't about two people kissing. It's me kissing you .

Assumptions are the enemy of coherence," Sharine said. In other words, You're an idiot.

Dear Ms. Baird, As of today, you do have a slave clause in your contract. It means you do everything I say. Under no circumstances are you to eat, sleep, take breaks, or check in to hotel rooms with men named Eggplant. Sincerely, Gabriel