“Reacher said, "So here's the thing Brett. Either you take your hand off my chest, or I'll take it off your wrist.”

“Take off your shirt."Jace raised his eyebrows. "I'm not going to attack you," she said impatiently. "I can take the sight of your naked chest without swooning.""Are you sure?" he asked, obediently sliding the shirt off his shoulders. "Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to me.”

“Take your hands off her, Sinclair told the guy behind me, Or they'll write books about what I'll do to you.”

“Either get out of bed or else take your clothes off," he said. "I'm not in the mood to compromise.”

“You have a lot to answer for, love. I can't decide if I want to take you to my bed and bust that perfect ass of yours or rip off your clothing and take you here and now against the wall.”

“Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goals.”