Quotes by : J.M. Stewart

If you continue to touch me,” he said, his eyes flashing, searing into her, “you’re going to end....

I don’t want to go home yet.” He twisted at the waist and patted the seat behind him. “Take a walk....

For what it’s worth”—he rose from his seat, moved around the table and bent over her, whispering....

The man was potent to her system, her very own drug.

How do you look at your best friend the same way again when you know the flavor of his mouth?

Those baby blues slid over him, from his chest to his feet and back up, as if he were merchandise she....

How old are you?”“Old enough to know better, but still young enough to do it again.

It was her turn to hold him up.

Before she could ponder what on earth he meant or come up with a proper response, he took their charade....

She rolled her eyes to the ceiling, clearly telling him what she thought about his need to protect his....