He kissed her. He touched her. He fantasized about how incredible it would be to strip her down and make love to her. But tonight wasn't the night for that. With his mind made up, Reece simply enjoyed the moment -- the feel of her, the sounds she made and knew he probably wasn't going to get any more sleep once he left her and said goodnight.

— Samantha Chase

He knew the saying was “the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach,” he was kind of counting on it working the other way around.

— Samantha Chase

He reached up and cupped her face in his hands. "Did it ever occur to you that I don't want to share you with anyone else? That maybe now that I've realized how much you mean to me, I want to show you as much as I can? Or maybe, because you're so damn sexy and my every freaking fantasy that I can't wait to get you alone, so I can touch you, kiss you, and love you from head to toe?

— Samantha Chase

Her eyes fluttered open, and she found Matt to be impossibly close – so close she could see the flecks of gold in his green eyes, could almost count his incredibly long lashes. Vivienne swallowed hard. This was it. There was no going back. And she really didn’t want to.

— Samantha Chase

Her eyes widened as he stalked her from across the kitchen. “There is no way I can ignore you – it’s impossible. Just like it would be impossible to stop breathing.” And then, because he figured they were already fighting, he might as well poke the bear a little more. So he grabbed her and kissed her. Hard. Wet. And wild.

— Samantha Chase

He still had the problem with getting the album finished. Now was definitely not the time to be messing around with a reporter or a woman. And now he had both those things rolled into one glorious package. He just hoped he survived them both.

— Samantha Chase

He swallowed hard. "How do you feel?"" I feel like I want to close these drapes, turn down the lights and crawl into that bed with you and spend the night making love with you. All night." She blushed furiously. ..." All night, huh?" he asked. She nodded. He gave her a sexy grin and repeated her earlier words back to her. "Deal.

— Samantha Chase

He was a living, breathing fantasy. Her own rock and roll fantasy at that! And every minute of every day it was getting more and more difficult to ignore the attraction brewing between them.

— Samantha Chase

He was the perfectly flawed man.

— Samantha Chase

I always hated guys who were so damn wrapped up in themselves they thought they could do no wrong.” He gave a mirthless laugh. “Turns out I’m one of them.

— Samantha Chase