Quotes About Connection

What I'm trying to say is that I'll always be there for you, Tara. You need someone to help you, I'm your guy. You need a couple or three orgasms? I'm your personal toy. You need to let off some steam, someone to yell at, I'll be your doormat...

New rule, he said. No more rules. She smiled. And if I agree to this 'no more rules,' what's in it for me? Me. She felt the smile burst bloom across her face. Well, if that's not the best offer I've ever had.

Taking her hand in his, he looked at her with those warm brown eyes. What do you need from me? he asked quietly. I have no idea. She let out a breath and dropped her forehead to his chest. Whatever you've got. He gathered her into his strong arms. Everything, he said, and brushed his mouth along her temple. You've got everything I've got and everything I am.

I..." Her gaze dipped to his chest and then back to his eyes. "I do feel things for you," she whispered. "Big things. I just..." He pushed her hair from her face. "You'll get there when you get there. There's no rush, Lily." Her eyes were big on his. Uncertain. Wary. "I'm just..." "I know. And I'm not going anywhere," he promised. "And neither are my feelings for you.

You're not a job to me, Lily. Not even close. You're more. And I think I'm more to you too. I think it's not that you don't feel anything, it's that you feel too much. I scare you.

She didn't understand it, but everything about him reminded her that she was a woman.

I'm never going to get tired of finding you looking at me that way. Like you have to have me right now." She laughed, then looked around to make sure Leah wasn't too close. "I just had you," she whispered…

You really do have some pretty fancy words lately. Yeah. He put the mistletoe in his pocket and pulled her in closer. And here's three more.....I love you.

There was the amount of time you'd known someone and then there was the way you'd spent that time.

Come home with me tonight, Becca. She stared at him for a long beat. You don't like people in your space. I don't, he said. But you're not people.

She kissed him, and then kept at it, kissing hello and goodbye and just because, because she knew this was all going to stop soon.

Still mad," she gasped. He covered one of her fists with his hand, entwining their fingers, while his other slipped beneath her, stroking her where they were joined, slowly driving her straight to heaven without a seat belt. "Then I should stop.

Are you angry? Because we do some of our best naked work when you're angry.

Her trut meant more to him than he could have possibly imagined. But how the hell was he supposed to keep this light when everything about it felt more like... everything?

You know what you are, Sam Brody? she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. A big, fat tease. They both knew there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. They also both knew exactly what she meant.

A sister is a forever friend." PHOEBE TRAEGER

I hold people at a distance, I know it. I do it because I also know that anyone or anything can be ripped away from you at any time. But you, Becca…" He shook his head. "I can't—you're in, babe. You're past my walls, past my defenses. If I have to deal with that, so do you.

Thanks for being here for me, she whispered. He started to answer flippantly, but stopped when he realized how much it meant to him as well, that he could be there for her. Anytime, babe. And for the first time in his life, he actually meant it.

So we're still…friends?" Aubrey asked. "We weren't ever really friends," Ali admitted. "I'm too jealous of your hair.

There were some men who just knew how to kiss, the kind of kiss that could send a woman reeling. The kind of kiss that could take away problems and awareness and … and everything. The kind of kiss that could shatter her into a trillion little pieces. The kind of kiss that somehow both calmed her body and soul even as it wound her up for more. Aidan was that kind of kisser.

The truth was, she'd never really thought about love before—the heart-pounding, can't-live-without-you kind of love that grows in the pit of the stomach and spreads outward until you're warm all over. The kind of love you know is real because you've got not one single teeny, tiny doubt that he'd be there for you, no matter what

He made it hard for a girl to not fall head over heels.

Maybe I didn't want to let you in," she said. Yeah, well, right back at ya, honey.

The kiss ignited like a rocket flash. Not that this surprised her. Everything pertaining to Mark seemed to burn hot and fast. Frustration, lust… His mouth was rough, hot and hungry on hers as he pulled her closer, taking control. She heard herself moan, kissing him with helpless desperation. If dessert was her usual drug of choice, it'd just been replaced because she couldn't seem to get enough of him.