Stephanie Witter quotes:

He tilted my head up with his index finger. Tingles spread on my skin. "Pain, obstacles, betrayal and all shitty things that happen in life shape everyone, just as much as good things do. Don't regret anything if in the end you can say you're an amazing woman.

Will you be able to touch me again without thinking about Sean? I don't want you to be disgusted by me.

With you and me, I don't know what anything means. We're pushing each other away and yet I don't seem to be able to let you go.

Talk to me. Say something, anything," he pleaded quietly as if he was trying to tame a wild animal."There's nothing to say."He looked up and lowered his eyebrows on his eyes. "Why did you kiss me?

All I could think about was the heat of his soft lips, the way they fitted so wonderfully as I was coaxing him to open them some more, just enough to let my tongue slip in and taste him. I needed a taste, needed to complete this fantasy of mine.

He smiled wickedly, and my body warmed. "Girls dig bad boys.""Unfortunately, that's true.""Is there a message, Bridge?""In your dreams," I replied with a roll of my eyes, but it was all an act because there was a message there. I wanted him. I was screwe

His grip on my shoulder tightens. His other hand behind my head caresses me softly and I sigh."Touch me, Skye."His voice is rough, almost sounding like a groan.

It's fine, but don't ask me to strip again or I'm going to wonder what your intentions really are.

I want him and even if it's frightening, even if I may not be completely ready for a relationship, I want him. Now... And tomorrow, and all the following days.

My mouth dropped open, because even if it wasn't my best friend, I knew the guy who was presently rubbing the short stubble on his chin. The only new thing about him was the little scar on his left eyebrow. It was Gabriel Green, known to me as Gabe the douche bag. Great!