“Feel free to get....carried away as often as you like.”

“You worry too much. Can’t you just trust me?”“I don’t know,” I answer him honestly.He nods in acceptance. “You’ll learn to. I promise.”And then he kisses me. It’s a slow, deep kiss that carries meaning and emotion, neither of which I know how to interpret.I pull away to speak, but he puts his finger over my lips. “Shhh, just let me love you, okay? Don’t think. Just feel.”

“Not yet maybe" "Not ever" "You say that now..." "Give me a chance, Miracle, i'll prove it to you." "Nobody deserves all the baggage i come with, Hardy. I should be the one running away from you." "I'd just follow you." Miracle laughed, but then looked at him oddly. "Why do i get the feeling you might be telling the truth?" "Because i am.”

“I'd say 'my pleasure' but if I'm gonna carry you to bed, I'd rather you be conscious," Bo said, a wry quirk on his lips. - Blood Like Poison”

“The fingers of his free hand work their way into my hair and tilt my head to the side as he deepens the kiss. He gets more aggressive, like he wants to gobble me up. And I want him to. God, I want him to.”

“I’ve never really found it hard to stay away from a chick before. Hell, I’ve never had reason to try. But this time I do. There’s something different about Olivia. I want her in my bed. Like, now. But she’s…I don’t know. I get the feeling she requires a gentler, more careful touch. She’s a challenge.And damn, if I don’t love a challenge!”

“I pull away to speak, but he puts his finger over my lips. "Shhh, just let me love you, okay? Don't think. Just feel.”