Quotes About Connection

Just you,' Hardy said when he got his breath back. 'All I want is you.

Dane picked up on the second ring. "How's Operation Baby Rescue going?" "I've rescued the baby. Now I'd like someone to rescue me." "Miss Independent never needs to be rescued." I felt the hint of a genuine smile appear on my face, like a crack in the winter ice. "Oh, right. I forgot.

One can be alone without being lonely. And lonely without being alone. (Rosemary)

To be honest," I halfwhispered, "I don't feel as safe with him as I do with you." "I know." A ghost of a smile touched my lips. "How do you know?" "Think about what safety is, Ella." "Trust?" "Yes, partly. But also an absence of risk." He unstuck a strand of hair from my damp cheek and tucked it back. "Maybe you need to take a risk. Maybe you need to be with someone who rattles you a little.

Do you know the motto on the Ravenel coat of arms?" "Loyalté nous lie." "Do you know what it means?" "'Never make us angry?'" Pandora guessed, and was rewarded by his deep laugh. "Actually, I do know," she said. "It means 'loyalty binds us.'" "That's right," Devon said.

Cam had never seen anything like the mute longing that St. Vincent felt for his own wife. No one could fail to observe that whenever Evie entered the room, St.Vincent practically vibrated like a tuning fork.

Everyone striving to be witty and sought-after, everyone talking and no one listening...

He kissed her as if he could breathe her in. Fierce kisses, hard ones, teasingly articulate ones, soft enticing ones, kiss to light bonfires and fill the sky and hold the stars aloft.

You may not know this, but talking about mathematics eliminates any possibility of being kissed in the first place.

Sweetheart." He let out a serrated breath. "You tempt me just by being in the same room with me.

I had never felt the allure of another human being this strongly, warmth and curiosity mixing to form an unspoken question in the air.

What is it, angel?" "You told me once you didn't know how 'happy' feels." "I remember." "And now?" Derek regarded her for a long moment, then pulled her flat against him, locking her in his arms. "It's this," he said, his voice slightly hoarse. "Right here and now." And she rested against his heart, content.

Pretend you're mine," he urged, his arms closing around her. "Just for a minute. Pretend there's never been anyone but me, that I'm the one you're promised to. Do it for me....I'll never ask again.

She's mine, he had said... and her heart had throbbed in answer... recognizing it as truth.

Captain Christopher Phelan 1st Battalion Rifle Brigade Cape Mapan Crimea June 1855 Dearest Christopher, I can't write to you again. I'm not who you think I am. I didn't mean to send love letters, but that is what they became. On their way to you, my words turned into heartbeats on the page. Come back, please come home and find me. --[unsigned]

Oh, God," Annabelle said feelingly, and turned her face against Hunt's shoulder, as if closing her eyes would make them all disappear. Her ear tingled as Hunt bent to murmur to her, his voice threaded with amusement. "Checkmate.

I'm sorry," he rasped, even as he knew what he was about to do. "My God. Sorry—" His mouth clamped over hers, and he began to kiss her as if his life depended on it.

However, Westcliff had learned that the mysteries of attraction could not always be explained by logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the hinges that held them together.

I didn't mean to send love letters, but that is what they became. On their way to you, my words turned into heartbeats on the page.

Knowing of your penchant for trouble, Miss Bowman, I have concluded that it is safer to keep you in my sight, and within arm's reach if possible.

My love is upon you," he whispered…and she knew then that she had won.

Kissing is the best thing lips do other than smiling." Cassandra

She could love him, if she let it happen. Deeply, passionately, ruinously.

Sebastian turn his cheek into the softness of her palm with a wordless murmur. Beautiful, sinful, tormented creature. Some would argue that it was wrong to care for such a man. But as Evie stared at his helpless form, she knew that no man would ever mean to her what he had... because in spite of everything, he had been willing to give his life for hers.