Payne nailing him in the face woke him up. George brought him back his independence. But Beth handed him his crown. J.R. Ward More Quotes by J.R. Ward More Quotes From J.R. Ward Love’em or hate’em, by blood or by heart, family was a kind of oxygen. Necessary for the living. J.R. Ward oxygenhateheart In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and… “I love you,†he said into the spray of the shower. “I… love you.†As he closed his eyes against the pain, it was hard to know how much of what ran down his cheeks was water, and how much was something else. J.R. Ward paineyelove-you Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz J.R. Ward peachesbutlerssaid Phury nodded. "And if she lives with us, we get to keep the cat. J.R. Ward catifs Trust me, true?" Butch barked a laugh. "Last time you said that i ended up with a vampire cocktail, remember? J.R. Ward cocktailsvampirelaughing And God help them both, if it hadn’t been for Saxton, Qhuinn would have dropped the l-word right then and there, even though the timing was stupid. J.R. Ward timingstupidhelping Blay didn’t shake the hand that was offered. He reached over, took a hold of the fighter’s face, and drew Qhuinn in for a kiss. It was supposed to be only a split-seconder— like their lips were the ones doing the handshake thing. When he went to pull back, though, Qhuinn captured him, and held him in place. Their mouths met again… and again… and once more, their heads tilting to the sides, the contact lingering. “You’re welcome,†Blay said roughly. Then he smiled a little. “Can’t say it was all a pleasure, though. J.R. Ward kissingmouthshands Otherwise, three little words would have leaked from his mouth. And undoubtedly doomed him in ways he couldn’t even guess at. Bad time. Bad place. For that kind of thing. Forever. J.R. Ward threemouthsforever With the supplies gathered, he went over to the stainless-steel sink and pressed the foot pedal to get the water running. While he washed his hands, he said quietly, "If I could, I would." "Excuse me?" Qhuinn pumped some suds into his palms and scrubbed all the way up his forearms. Which was overkill, but if Blay wanted him superclean, then that was what he was going to be. "If I could love a guy like that, it would be you. J.R. Ward feetrunninghands Sorry, you're on the ride now, and there's no getting off in the middle. J.R. Ward middlesorry But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself J.R. Ward time-and-changeblueway The hardest thing is being with other people — it's like they're on a different wavelength, but only you know it. They talk about their lives and what's wrong with them, and you kind of, like, just let them go. It's a whole different language, and you've got to remember that you can only respond in their mother tongue. It's really hard to relate. J.R. Ward differentmotherpeople Ehlena: Look, the reason I called was -- Rehv: Because you needed an excuse. You shut me down in the exam room, but really wanted to talk to me. So you called me on the phone. And now you have me. (That voice dropped even lower) Do I get to pick what you do with me? J.R. Ward excuse-youphonesvoice I was living with this sense that there was something going on, something important, but I didn't know what it was. It was like...I knew the secret was there, and it was a dark one, but I just couldn't reach it. Nearly drove me mad. J.R. Ward madsecretdark As she stood down below him on the street,it seemed impossible that she'd connected with him as she had,but then,the phone was virtual relating,one step up from being online.Both people were in their own environments,invisible to each other,only their voices mixing.It was false intimacy. J.R. Ward phonesvoicepeople All right, big guy, down you go." Oh,yeah. Bed. Bed was good. "And look who's here. It's Nurse Vishous. J.R. Ward bedguynurse Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither! J.R. Ward mistresswatcheslooks The sense that in his mother's view, he had let down his family just by being who he was... was a failure of acceptance that he was never going to get over. He just wanted to live, honestly and out front, with no apology. Like everyone else. To love who he loved, be who he was… but society had a different standard, and as he always feared, his parents were a part of that. J.R. Ward apologyacceptancemother He stopped when he heard Wellsie's voice coming out of the study. "… some kind of nightmare. I mean, Tohr, he was terrified… No, he fudged when I asked him what it was, and I didn't press. I think it's time he sees Havers. Yes… UAH-Hugh. He should meet Wrath first. Okay. I love you, myhellren . What? God, Tohr, I feel the same way. I don't know how we ever lived without him. He is such a blessing. J.R. Ward blessinglove-youmean Wrath jammed a finger in V’s face. “Don’t follow me. We clear? You don’t follow me.†“You stupid fool,†V said with total exhaustion. “You’re the king. We all must follow you. J.R. Ward wrathstupidkings