He regretted nothing. Not the way she’d felt in his arms and not the way he’d felt in hers.

— Jill Shalvis

Her hands slid to his shoulders, his biceps, and dug in as if to hold him here, right here. But he wasn't going anywhere. He liked her hands on him, liked her tongue in his mouth, and when she made that noise deep in her throat, the one that said she was as lost as him, he groaned, both in pleasure and with a good amount of what-the-fucker, because he knew. He was in trouble. Down to the bone trouble, and he didn't give one single shit.

— Jill Shalvis

Her heart did a slow roll in her chest. "I'm yours," she whispered. "For the duration." "Yes, but more than that, I'm yours," he said, quiet steel.

— Jill Shalvis

Her heart just about stopped. “Us?” she asked in shock. “There is no us. There’s a. And there’s a. And okay, so sometimes we get crazy and become a very momentary us, but it’s not real.” “It could be,” he said. She gaped at him, completely gobsmacked.

— Jill Shalvis

He rocked her against him. "No idea what I'm going to do with you." She didn't know what he was going to do with her either, but she hoped it was good.

— Jill Shalvis

He slid his fingers over her jaw and tilted her face up to his. "You're smarter than hell, sexier than hell, and I like you way more than I should," he said.

— Jill Shalvis

He stared at her. “How is it that you’re cute, sexy as hell, and smarter than anyone I know?” She gave him a small smile. “It’s a gift.

— Jill Shalvis

He stepped closer. "Lily---" "No. Stay back," she said, pointing a finger at him. He went still. "Why?" "Because when you come close I do stupid things." "Like?" "Like let you kiss me." "Let me?" He laughed ruefully. "Lily, you just about crawled up my body to get at these lips." She narrowed her eyes. "Like I said. Stupid.

— Jill Shalvis

He was just drifting off when he heard her soft whisper. "Cooper?" "Still here." Maybe she'd changed her mind about the sheet. The thought made his body twitch. Yeah, she was going to toss that damn thing aside and roll toward him. She'd wrap that hot little bod tight to his, and he'd --- "Thank you." Breanne said very quietly. He blinked. "Thank you? He slid his hand down to cup himself. Still hard. Nope, he hadn't missed anything...

— Jill Shalvis

Hey,” Shayne said through the door. “You going to stay in there all night, because we’re getting tired of trying to eavesdrop from out here. Can’t hear a damn thing.

— Jill Shalvis