Quotes About Connection

Lizette would never get it. Eva needed her for everything. She'd just never had her.

I wanted to drown in your fucking bathwater

Shane and Eva were her writer children. And as their mama, she had a right to get to the bottom of their situationship.

The day had left him in knots, and now Shane had a restless, bone-deep itch to be in her vicinity. He wanted to watch her do things, say things. Hold her hand, make her laugh. Fuck her senseless. Give her everything she hadn't had in so long. Give her the best of him.

I just don't like being alone. Because then I miss you too much. I start wanting to be where I can't be, and I hate that feeling.

I just keep waiting for it not to hurt so bad. Every time I meet a woman, I want her to be you. And these sweet, pretty, smart girls fail so miserably. There's nothing wrong with them; they're just not you. You know that 'other half' people spend their life looking for? I already found her. She's somewhere watching Inside the Actor's Studio and eating yellow Skittles without me. I know who she is. But I can't have her.

Do you think this thing between us will ever wear off? Because I'm starting to feel like it won't. And fighting it seems…" "Pointless.

How do you know anything about me? You're not on social media." "Nah, people are strange enough in real life. I don't need to view their psychosis through a zany filter.

Whether I lose you for years or wake up to your face every morning. I love you. You're my home. And I want you forever.

It was all a fine line in the South, she'd say. Given that those sinning, raping plantation owners had both white babies and Black babies, everyone was six degrees from being one or the other. Which was what scared southern white people the most.

I want to be everything", he said, his mouth against her ear. "I want to be the reason you light up. I want to make you laugh, make you moan, make you safe. I want to be the thought that lulls you to sleep, the memory that gets you off. I want to be where all your paths end. I want to do everything you do to me.

No matter how perilous the journey, it's never over for true soul mates. Who doesn't want a connection that burns forever, despite distance, time, and curses?

Why do you keep writing about me?" "Isn't it obvious?" "Apparently not." "I'm not just writing about you," said Shane. "I'm writing to you.

It was like she'd left her personality in a cab somewhere years ago, and he'd found it, dusted it off, and delivered it to her doorstep wrapped in a red velvet bow. She felt alive, understood—and drop-dead sexy.

He pinned her against the chaise, tonguing her mouth with such sensuous rawness, it was like he was inside of her—and it was so achingly good that she forgot where she was, hiking her leg up around his waist, the hem of

Cum-hazy after a drowsy fuck,

He buried his tongue inside her, massaging her clit with his thumb—and that's when Jenna began to fall apart, shuddering uncontrollably, moaning his name. Only then did he cover her with his strong body, kiss her devouringly, and sink inside her. Eric knew she wanted it fast, but he fucked her slow—as slow and deep as he was kissing her—and his measured intensity knocked Jenna into a thundering

white-hot orgasm that seemed to emanate from everywhere at once. In that moment, the only sensation she felt, the only thought in her brain, the source of all the pleasure in the world, was Eric.

It's when you meet someone

and, no matter who they are, where they come from, or what they look like, you know that you're made of the same stuff." "So, because of this soul tribe member, you're turning down what you've wanted your whole life?

Jenna's the beginning and end of me.

They kissed with grasping desperation, like two dying people breathing their souls back into each other.

You know what I read?" asked Eva through her pasted-on smile. "A tree grows its branches out until it touches the tips of the next closest tree. And they're linked forever. Because if they're really close, their roots grow together. They're so intertwined underneath that no matter what happens above ground, they stay connected.

in vain forever to find what we've got. I don't know shit about anything, Jenna, and I might be inexperienced, but I know you'll never love anyone like you love me.