Elle Kennedy Quotes

His eyes are a hazy swirl ofgray, like a thick mass of clouds gathering before an impending storm

The accusation raises my hackles. “Why? Because I’m a player?” Indignation makesmy tone harsher than I intend for it to be. “Have you ever thought that maybe it’sbecause I haven’t met the right girl yet? But no, I couldn’t possibly want someone tocuddle with andwatch movies with, someone who wears my jersey and cheers for meat games, and cooks dinner with me the way you and Garrett—

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You won't let anything bad happen to me, will you, Garrett?"A lump the size of Massachusetts lodges in my throat. I swallow hard and try to speak past it."Never.

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And all those things you listed right now, they’rethings Garrett and I do together. Dude, you don’t want me. You want me andGarrett.

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someone like Grace. Someone exactly like Grace, with her Ted Bundy rantsand her calming presence and—hello, irony.

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I broke up with her to avoid getting into a serious relationship with her, and now it

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He kissed her like he owned her, and in that moment, he did. The kiss was rough and punishing, his tongue forcing her lips open and sweeping into her mouth with greedy precision. Electricity raced up Bailey's spine, red-hot and powerful, as powerful as the deep strokes of Sean's tongue and his tight grip on her waist."You want me," he muttered into her lips...

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Well?" he prompted, toying with the elastic of her leggings. "What should we do with these pants, Bailey?"One teasing stroke of his fingers over her belly, and a breath shuddered out of her lungs."Take them off," she choked out.

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Bailey went quiet, her expression softening. "You're right," she finally said. "It wouldn't have been smart.""Well, fuck me -- are you actually admitting that I was right about something?""It's like an eclipse," she muttered. "Happens every so often.

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You can talk to me, you know. I'd never give away your secrets.""What's that saying about secrets?" she said lightly. "Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead.

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You know, you'd do a better job of convincing the men if you dipped your wick in a pussy or two."Cillian's low voice made him tense. The man stood next to Sean's barstool, watching the sexual festivities in boredom."I have a girlfriend," he mumbled."I'm sure she won't mind."Sean glanced at the naked women littering the room, picturing the look on Bailey's face if he admitted to "dipping his wick" in a prostie. "She'd rip my balls off," he said dryly.

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Are you going to put some clothes on?" she blurted out."No. Are you going to take yours off?""No.""Right. Of course not.

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Is he always like this?" she said irritably. "Flying by the seat of his pants?""Pretty much, yeah." Oliver grinned. "He's not a planner. But he happens to be the best improviser I've ever known.

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Stop. Talking."Her whisper was muffled against his lips, and his answering chuckle was muffled by hers."What would you have me do instead?""For starters? Put your mouth to better use.

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When I'm feeling this way, there're only two activities that calm me down." He shrugged. "Fighting's one of them.""What's the other?" she asked, then cursed herself for opening her stupid mouth.Because his green eyes were gleaming now, smoldering with sin. "What do you think, luv?"Several seconds ticked by as their gazes held."It's fucking," he drawled. "Pure, hard-core fucking.

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God, you don't have a romantic bone in your body, Sean."He flashed a cocky grin. "Maybe not, but there's definitely one in my pants.

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You said that if..." He trailed off, his expression hesitant and oddly defiant. "You said if I kissed you again without your permission, you'd slit my throat. Is that still the case?"tSurprise jolted through her, but somehow she managed to keep her voice steady. "Yes. It is."tHe traced the line of her jaw with his fingertips. His touch was so gentle it ignited a spark of fear.t"Then I guess I'll ask permission." He paused. "Can I kiss you?"...t"No." she burst out, shoving his hand away. "You can't.

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She was a drug and he was an addict, hooked on her from the second he'd met her.

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Why don’t they care?” Contempt dripped from Liam’s voice as he stared at their colleagues. “Weddings? J.J.’s christening? Cate’s graduation? What the hell is wrong with them?”D laughed harshly. “The world doesn’t stop when something bad happens, bro. Life goes on. But that doesn’t mean they don’t care about him.”“They think he’s dead.”“Not all of them.”“Just one is enough. One person gives up and the rest fall like fucking dominoes.”Liam no longer sounded angry, but anguished. Visceral sorrow polluted the air around them, and D suddenly felt like fleeing. This was why you didn’t get close to people. Liam had been fine before his friendship with Sullivan. Then he’d gone and formed a bond with the man, and now look at him. Hurting. Furious. Pathetic.D liked his teammates. He respected them. He cared whether they lived or died, and he saved their asses when their asses needed saving. He even showed up for their fucking weddings and graduations. But truly caring about them? Enough to experience genuine grief if they were gone?No, he would never let himself get that close.

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It's a really nice house..."t"Yeah, full of booby traps and cameras and little robots that pop out of the closets at night and murder you in your sleep."tShe burst out laughing. "Good point.

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She rubbed her lips over him, then lifted her head to meet his eyes. "Tell me what you like."t"Everything," he choked out. "I like everything you're doing."t"Tell me," she insisted....tAlthough it nearly killed him to say it, he mumbled, "Start slow. Make me beg for it.

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She glanced at the bathroom door once more, her cheeks growing warm as the glass door slid open and Kane emerged from the steamy shower stall.tNaked.tShe swallowed, unable to tear her eyes away from his nude, dripping-wet body. He had the kind of rock-hard physique that would make other women drool. His broad chest tapered to a trim waist, and his legs were thick and dusted with golden hair. He was lean, not bulky, with perfectly sculpted muscles that looked like they'd been carved out of marble. He was hard. Everywhere.t"I'm afraid it's too late for you to join me in the shower," he said in a silky voice. "Though we could still make good use of the bed.

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Kane..." she hesitated. "I lied to you last night."tHis green eyes searched her face. "What did you lie about?"t"When I said... when I said I didn't want to kiss you again." Her breath came out in an unsteady puff. "I lied.

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Kane couldn't remember the last time he'd had a real conversation with a female. His chats with women consisted of sentences like "Do you like that, babe?" or "Roll over, I want to screw you from behind.

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How's this for honesty?" Luke said abruptly. "I want you..."t"I don't have sex with men I've just met," she murmured.tHe rested his hands on her hips, the warmth of his touch searing her flesh. "Would you consider making an exception?

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There's nothing childish about me, sweetheart.

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I don't want you to think about anyone in your past. No now, not ever again. You deserved a hell of a lot more than any of those bastards gave you."t"If it helps," she said with a faint smile, "I killed most of them.

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He pressed a kiss on her shoulder, enjoying the way she shivered. "What is it?"tThere was a long pause, then a wobbly breath. "Why can't I resist you?"t"Because you don't want to."tBefore she could reply, he spun her around and kissed her again.

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You're so beautiful," he told her.tHer laughter tickled his ears. "You realize you're looking at my back, right?"t"Mmm-hmmm. And it's a very beautiful back.

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Isabel, do you really think I'd sleep with someone who..." He trailed off, suddenly feeling awkward.t"Someone who what?"tTrevor let out a ragged breath. "Who isn't you."tHer mouth formed a cute little O.t"You are the one I want," he reiterated.

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She shook her head and said," If there's one thing I've learned in my life, it's that shitty things happen. You can't always stop them. They just happen. And yeah, you can let them destroy you, but what's the point? Might as well learn to deal with all those shitty things and move on."t"Is that what you did?"t"Yes." She paused. "And you will too. You just have to accept your loss and try your best to live out the rest of your life without letting the loss destroy you."t"Easier said than done," he muttered.tShe laughed. "Who said life was easy?

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Never in her wildest dreams would she have pegged this man as a dirty talker. Just went to show that you should never underestimate the quiet ones - and never let your guard down around them either.

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So this is what you two do when you’re up here,” Dean drawls. “All that deep, intensive tutoring.” He air-quotes the last word, chuckling in delight.“Actually, Garrett’s just helping me brush up on my make-out skills,” I tell Dean in the most casual voice I can muster.Dean snickers. “’That so?”“Okay…” Dean’s eyes gleam. “Then I’m calling your bluff, baby doll. Show me your moves.”I blink in surprise. “What?”“If a doctor told you you’ve got ten days to live, you’d go for a second opinion, wouldn’t you? Well, if you’re worried about being a crappy kisser, you can’t just take G’s word for it. You need a second opinion.” His brows lift in challenge. “Let me see what you’ve got.”“Stop being a jackass,” Garrett mutters.“No, he has a point,” I answer awkwardly, and my brain screams, What?He has a point? Apparently Garrett’s body-melting kisses have turned me into a crazy person.

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Baby, I could watch you watching paint dry, and I still wouldn’t be bored.” Garrett Graham, my own personal sweet-talker.

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Why is feeling something for someone a weakness?

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You're such a bastard," she sighed.tHe chuckled. "Are you really insulting the man who just gave you an orgasm?

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I hate phones," he grumbled into her neck. "Seriously, I wanna go back in time and murder Alexander Graham Bell." He sat up with a groan. "Or was it Edison who invented the phone? I can never remember."tShe had to laugh. "I'm pretty sure it was Bell.

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Swallowing, he peered down at Noelle, floored by the sheer calm reflecting back at him. "You okay, babe?"tShe rolled her eyes. "Of course. What do you think I am, a pansy-ass damsel who weeps at the first sign of trouble?

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It suddenly occurred to him that for the first time in years, they were about to be alone together for more than five minutes.tJust the two of them. On a small jet. Tens of thousands of feet in the air.tChrist.tMaybe he should've packed a parachute, just in case.

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Is this seat taken?"tThe deep, gravelly voice jolted Noelle from her blood-thirsty thoughts. When she laid eyes on the man it belonged to her breath caught in her throat.tShe blinked, wondering if maybe she'd dreamed him, but then he flashed her a captivating grin and she realized that he must be real - her mind wasn't capable of conjuring up a smile this heart-stoppingly gorgeous.tA pair of vivid blue eyes watched her expectantly as she searched for her voice.t"There are lots of other seats available," she finally replied, gesturing to the deserted tables all around them.tHe shrugged. "I don't want to sit anywhere but here."tShe moistened her suddenly dry lips. "Why?"t"Because none of those other seats are across from you," he said simply.

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Anyway, this girl... she's the love of my life. She's smart and funny and unbelievably compassionate. She forgives people even when they don't deserve it. She-""Good lay?" Pace interrupts. "Oh yeah. The best.

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Then there’s the intelligence that practically radiates from you. Did I ever tell you smart women seriously turn me on?” His thumbs began caressing her cheeks and he bent to whisper close to her ear. “You’re a walking contradiction, Hayden. Prim and proper one moment, wild and uninhibited the next. And the more I get to know you, the more I like what I find.

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Freedom was a drug, one that grabbed hold of you the second it entered your bloodstream. It made you giddy and reckless if you didn’t know how to channel it.

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I didn’t like the way he looked at you.” “How did he look at me?” Allie asks warily. “Like you were his entire world.” She frowns. “And that’s a bad thing?” “Damn right it is. Nobody should ever be someone else’s entire world. That’s not healthy, AJ. If your whole life is centered on one thing—one person—whatcha going to be left with if that person goes away? Absolutely nothing.” He gruffly reiterates, “Not healthy.

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I happen to be a fantastic kisser. Sadly, you will never get to find out.”“Never say never,” he answers in a singsong voice.“Thanks for that, Justin Bieber. But yeah, not going to happen, dude.

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