He covered my hand with his. "No matter what happens, we're friends first. I hope you know how much having you in my life means to me.

— Cindi Madsen

He dipped his head to kiss her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he slowly lowered her back to the floor. He took his time tasting her lips, her tongue, memorizing the feel of her curves against him. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. She gripped the front of his shirt, holding him in place. "Don't stop." "No, no more stopping." He kissed her again, getting lost in the blur of clothes being tossed off, her skin under his fingertips, and the hum of his heart as he fully let himself fall.

— Cindi Madsen

He put his hand on my thigh. "No worries, I got you now babe.

— Cindi Madsen

Hey, Kelsey." He squinted at her. "I knew the water in Charlotte was a problem, but I didn't know it made hair turn purple," he joked. Kelsey smiled at him, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, it looks like the water here makes your hair fall out, so I guess I'll stick with Charlotte's.

— Cindi Madsen

I couldn't imagine choosing to shop when sex was an option.

— Cindi Madsen

I do love you. I love you so much I can hardly breathe, and I don’t know how we’ll work everything out, but I want to. Furthermore, I’ve never wanted anything more.

— Cindi Madsen

If you could travel anywhere in the US for a vacation, where would you go?" He reached up with his free hand and rubbed his jaw, two creases forming between his eyebrows. She wanted to take over for him, brush her fingers across his whiskers, make him groan the way she had earlier. But she decided to behave herself. For now." I've always wanted to go to Yellowstone," he said. "See all the wildlife. Maybe go fishing."...." I'd pick a beach, Florida or California. Where I could be in my bikini more than not, rarely wear shoes, and wake up to the sound of the ocean."" Well, if you're going to be wearing a bikini, I'm switching to a beach vacation with you."...." Okay, so foreign vacation," she said, snuggling against him. "Then where would you go?"...." Let's just cut to the chase and say wherever you'd go.

— Cindi Madsen

I haven't done anything you're supposed to do. Like get so drunk you puke and don't remember the rest of the night."" Overrated, I swear." She looked at me, that deadly look on her face, and I held up my hands. "Fine. You want to get drunk and puke, I'm not going to stop you."" But I want to do, like more than just drinking." Her brow furrowed, and I could practically see the wheels in her brain spinning. "I should make a list and outline a plan." I was going to point out that list-making wasn't the best way to let loose, but I decided to let it go.

— Cindi Madsen

I just wanted one more day." More tears welled up in her eyes. "But it would never be enough. I could keep asking for one more day for the rest of my life.

— Cindi Madsen

I love you. I’ve loved you since I was sixteen years old, and I’ll love you until the day I die. And I just… needed you to know that.

— Cindi Madsen