Quotes About Commitment

Becca Jones might be my property in the eyes of the club, but the reality was that she owned me and there wasn't a damned thing I could do about it.

But I never cheated on your mom. Never wanted to. You need a man who feels the same way, and don't stop until you find him.

We've been in a relationship for five years now," Puck said, his voice hard. "It wasn't normal, it wasn't exclusive . . . Hell, I don't know what the fuck it was, but we both know that's the truth. Whatever's between us, it's been there since the first night we met.

At least, I think I love you. I've never felt this way before, but I can't imagine caring about anyone more than this. I want to be with you, Emmy. Hell, I offered to let you kick my balls just so you'd feel better. Doesn't that count for something?

I promise," she said softly, biting her lip. "I will never shoot you by accident." I considered her response. "That's less comforting than you'd think.

My name on her lips twisted something up inside my chest. Looking back, I think that's the instant I made my decision. I wasn't going to give her up. Ever. I'd die first.

God damn. I needed to either fuck her of fire her, because this in-between shit was not workin' for me. "Course Gage wanted her crew working out at The Line permanently, so I guess that meant firing was off the table. Okay, then, I'd take one for the team and fuck her.

I need you, Mel. I need you way too much as a friend to risk it. I know I've done a truly shitty job trying to communicate with you about this, but if you had any idea how important you are to me…Christ, you're one of the few things that kept me sane inside. Thinking about you, getting your letters. We gotta find a way, babe. We can't do this.

I won't fuck around," he said. "Just so you know. I nearly lost you. I won't risk that again. I told you before I'd never be a one-woman man, but I was wrong.

No, I mean I'm claiming her for real. Now. I'm done fucking around. Gonna make her my old lady.

Esto es lo que quiero —dijo con voz acariciadora, mientras se inclinaba y me besaba entre los omoplatos—. Necesito hacerte mía. Toda mía. Hacerte gritar, sentir que me perteneces y que yo te pertenezco y que nada más importa. No puedo dejar que te alejes de mí, nena.

My inner caveman decided it didn't matter. Fuck safety, and fuck picket fences. London Armstrong obviously couldn't take care of herself, which meant someone needed to step in and fix this shit. If that meant claiming her, so be it.

Jesus, you fuck with my head," he said roughly. "My cock gets hard just thinkin' about you. You're in my dreams every night. I wake up in the morning and all I think about is you in my house, you and Noah finally mine. My family. It's even better than ridin' my bike. I'm crazy for you, Soph.

When a man takes a woman as his property, it's not about owning her," he continues, eyes searching my face. "It's about trusting her. This is my life I'm handing you, Sophie. Not just my life – my brothers' lives, too.

Jesus . . ." he groaned. "You got two seconds before I lay you over that table and fuck you so hard it breaks. Swear to God, Soph.

I just drove across the country to commit murder for you. Earlier today I helped burn a couple bodies to cover your tracks. That implies a certain level of commitment on my part, don't you think?" "Well, I guess when you put it that way . . .

This isn't about getting laid, Randi. I just want it clear – I'm staking my claim. I missed out the first time we met. I won't let it happen again.

We'll date later … maybe next year. Until then, I'll be the guy fucking you. And the guy who bandages up your feet. You can cry on me, too, but I'm not gonna let you dump me until we've had a real chance. Sooner or later, you'll be ready to live again. I can wait.

What will you be?" Shade smiled. "I'll be yours, Mandy." "For how long?" He leaned forward, resting his forehead against mine. "For as long as you want me, babe. I don't have much to offer, but what I've got is yours.

Marie Caroline Jensen, will you do me the honor of being my permanent bitch? -HORSE

Any other time, any other place, she'd be under me already, but I knew my job. Reapers forever, forever Reapers. Sometimes loyalty sucks.

So that's the story of how I committed statutory rape less than twenty-four hours out of prison--on my birthday no less

It's a .38," he said proudly. "I know you're a .22 girl, but it's time for us to take the next step in our relationship.

On the one hand, it was nice to have someone who was concerned about you. But on the other hand, you couldn't ever feel truly independent. Marriage was a trade-off. You gave up some things and you gained others.