Quotes About Relationship

This was not a man who wanted to give up his mate. This was a man trying to do the honorable thing—and give her a choice, no matter hiw much it cost him.

I let fall a husky laugh. "You've seen my husband, right?" Adam was gorgeous. "But some nights . . . I'm not on the right side of thirty anymore, you know? Sometimes I'm tired. I just get to sleep, and he's nudging me again." I gave her what I hoped would come out as a shy, hopeful smile. "Do you have anything that might help with that?

I know that, too," he said, his voice tender. "You should know that you can't hide things from me." "Good," I said, my voice fierce. "Good. Then you know, you know I love you.

She was on the far side, leaving two cold feet of mattress between them. He knew that she'd fall asleep like that... and then gradually move over until she was plastered against him. Then he could go to sleep, too.

All Adam needed was an answer, and 'no' would have worked just as well to set the pack back in order. I agreed because...because he's Adam. Mine, whispered a voice in my head, but I was pretty sure it was my own voice.

Over the years, she'd learned not to question him too closely—mostly because he wouldn't answer her.

She was his and he hers.

I am yours," he said, a finger under her chin dislodging her claim. "And you"— he moved his hands under her shoulders and pulled until she was all the way on top—" are mine.

The wolf wanted to bed her and claim her as his own. Being of a more cautious nature than his wolf, he would wait until he knew her a little better before deciding to court her.

We watched the rest of the movie without talking. When it was over, Bran said, I love you." I said, " I know." Adam nudged me with his shoulder, and I laughed. "I love you, too.

You need to understand something," she said intently. "Charles is my husband. You can't have him. Mine. Not yours. There are lots of nice, unattachment men out there, I'm sure. Pick one of them and you might live longer." Then her body relaxed and her voice regained its usual cheeriness. "Thank you for your time, Ms. Newman.

Stop that , Anna scolded him. You don't need to hurt because I do. But I do , Charles replied, more honestly than he intended.

There's a difference between using someone and asking them for help—which you know very well.

I gave him a put-upon sigh. "I am not one of your pack members, Adam. I know this is difficult for you to fathom, so I'll speak slowly: I don't belong to you. I am under no obligation to tell you anything.

You going to watch my butt all day, or are you going to join me?" asked my mate. "What if I had said I was going to watch your butt all day?" I asked curiously as I opened the door an stepped into the hot water. "I've been considering belly-dancing lessons," he told me in a serious voice.

You'll figure it out," he assured her earnestly. She turned to him, eyes alight with ire—and then frowned. "Quit baiting me." He grinned. Unable to help himself. What a gift she was.

There is something about having someone take care of you, even when you don't need it – maybe especially when you don't need it.

He didn't think she was his enemy. But certainly not his friend.

With Anna he had no shield—Charles belonged to Anna with all his complicated soul and uncomplicated heart.

I only knew that Adam was hurt, and I wasn't there to make him safe.

until I met him today." He turned to Jes. "Who is the forest

She doesn't need me to make sure she has enough food or a place to live—that is my privilege, but she doesn't need me to do that. She doesn't need me to keep her safe or to make her a whole person. She doesn't need me to do anything except love her. Which I do.

I thought we'd established that when I claimed you for my mate and then my husband. I get you. You get me. No take-backs.

I'm not dating Adam.