“He had threeincision sites: one where the microscopic camera had gone in andtwo where they’d done the actual work, and the abuse he’d takentoday went straight to her heart. “Oh, Pace.”“I’m guessing that wasn’t an ‘Oh, Pace, you’re so sexy, take me.’ ”

“Let's start with where you are,' he said. 'You're here.' Taking her hand, he pressed it to his chest above his heart.”

“He looked her over, making her every nerve ending tingle with awareness, though his gaze was more inquisitive than sexual, as if making sure she was okay, though she had no idea why she wouldn't be.Then he smiled, and oh, how her misbehaving nipples loved that predatory smile. If his intense, concerned once-over had done things to her, his smile just about undid her from the inside out.-Amy”

“She was like a drug. The most addicting kind, and he had a problem—he was pretty sure that she was developing feelings for him. He had no idea what to do with that, or with is own feelings, which were definitely getting in his way. This whole "no emotional attachment" thing had gone straight to shit. Because Mallory Quinn was emotionally attached to every person she ever met, and she had a way of making that contagious. He craved contact with her in a way that he wasn't experienced with.”

“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 werejoined, slowly driving her straight to heaven without a seat belt.“Then I should stop.”

“Odd how one man could evoke so many emotions within her. Lust? Oh yeah, much of the time. The urge to smack him upside the back of his head? Yep, that was often there, too. Affection? She’d have said no. He didn’t need her affection, everyone admired and loved Sawyer, who was just about the most composed, self-assured, capable man she’d ever met.But there was something suspiciously close to affection filling her now, which had her shaking her head at herself.”

“Her entire body quivered. "What is it about me that you're attracted to?""For starters, the sexy underwear you put on beneath your clothes.""You've only seen my underwear once.""Twice," he said. "I looked down your top at the pier.""You did not.""Pink-and-white polka-dot bra.""Oh my God.""That's what I was thinking."-Mallory and Ty”