Quotes About Emotion

You have this deer-in-headlights look sometimes that I'm sure means you're going to run. Run to me, Amy, not from me.

Baby, I held back today to let you get over all you've been through. But don't let that mislead you. You wouldn't be here if I planned on protecting you from me.

His eyes hold mine and the depth of power and heat I find there are as limitless as what he makes me feel.

I'm insane for you, Amy. 'Like' lasted all of ten minutes.

I look deep into his eyes and find myself wrapped in the familiar connection we share. It streams through me like moonlight on a bay, glistening through my soul.

I think it's the whole 'bad boy who's so good but destined to break your heart' fantasy. Which doesn't sound like much of a fantasy when you put the broken heart part in the picture, but it is. It so is.

The soft rasp of her erratic breathing is erotic, enticing, and I can almost taste her desire.

What we need more than anything, Amy, is each other. I need you, baby. I need you alive and well, in my bed and in my life. The idea of losing you is torture, but I know you aren't my property. You're the woman who changed me in ways I don't even fully understand.

I moan with his words, with the boldness of this man, with the ease at which he can spin my world around and drive me wild. I am close to the sweet spot, moving against his hand, arching into his touch

Our laughter dissolves into a crackling current that steals my breath away. Our eyes lock, and heat pools low in my belly.

I have that sense of connection with her.

What are you thanking me for?" "For being you, and it doesn't mater what name anyone calls you. I love you." His lips quirk."But I like how Amy Stone sounds. I like it alot.

Then he says, "In a way, no one else has. No one.

You're the one thing keeping me grounded.

I keep telling you, when you can't control the action, control the emotion.

He stills, and our eyes lock, his narrowing, holding mine captive. "Run to me, not from me.

The cliffhangers are killer but more then worth it. Surrender can't come out fast enough.

And some violinist—" "David Garrett." "David Garrett," I repeat, "who you swear will seduce me into loving his music.

her, she's become such a part of my life that no matter how I fight it, or her, she's in my blood—a part of why I exist. Yet so is Rebecca. I don't understand it, and I do not like things that I don't understand.

My fingers curl on his cheek, and all self-consciousness is gone, forgotten. "I'm not afraid of whatever you're talking about. I think you keep warning me away because you're the one who's afraid.

unreadable. "I've always said my mother is the biggest bitch on the hill, and the kindest flower in the garden.

Do you feel me the way I feel you, Harper?

Laughter is like crying.

His eyes, those famously blue eyes, narrow and his lips quirk slightly.