Timber Tate James Quotes

He huffed a chuckle. "Nah, we had to do about sixteen rounds of rock paper scissors. Handled it like men, beautiful.

I'd burn the whole fucking world down for you, Angel." Ugh. Be still my heart.

So, I want to go kill someone tonight," I announced. All conversation stopped. "Just... someone?" Zed was the first to recover. "Like, anyone? Or someone specific?

But that was the thing about appearances, you never really knew what was going on beneath the surface.

Because despite how much he'd hurt me, despite his betrayal and everything it had caused, I still fucking loved him with my whole sullied soul.

Do you ever think about how many secrets just go to the grave? Like... how many mysteries we’re forced to simply live with, no fucking answers, because the last person who knew never told anyone?

I'd rather keep my sex life just as active as it currently was for as long as it could possibly last. Hopefully forever. I wanted to be gray and wrinkly with my tits swinging all over the place while those three men fucked all my holes at once. Hell yeah, that was my idea of a happily ever after.

Zayden," she snapped. "I'd hoped to speak with you privately." "I'd hoped you might have died in your sleep," he drawled back. "I guess we're both disappointed." Oh, ouch. The cold hatred in his tone made me shiver a little.

I should go before Daddy Cass comes to drag me out of here." A sob caught in my throat, and I sputtered. "Never call him that again, please." Lucas grinned wide, proud he’d stopped my tears with humor. "Why not? He's old, for starters, and he oozes dom energy. Daddy Cass just fits.

When licking someone's genitals, could we be squeamish about sweat?

He stroked my cheek tenderly, then pushed his cock down my throat so hard I gagged.

Yes, I was aware the inappropriateness of suggesting matricide when Lucas was grieving his mother’s suicide.

Nah, we had to do about sixteen rounds of rock paper scissors. Handled it like men, beautiful.

Hayden Darling Timber was my birth name, and for all my legal businesses I was Daria Wolff, CEO of Copper Wolf Enterprises. But only a handful of people had ever been close enough to use a playful nickname like Dare. Seph was one, and she still insisted on using it. Her newest best friend had briefly used it, but only because my asshole sister had introduced me as Dare, rather than Hades. No one had filled the poor girl in until she’d known me a good four months, too.

Cass smacked him in the arm before I could reply. “Upside down like that? You’ll fucking choke her with that thing.

I seemed so fine despite having recently suffered through some of my worst nightmares. And then some. But that was the thing about appearances, you never really knew what was going on beneath the surface.

I was done backing down. From anything. It was about damn time to nut up and stand strong, even in the face of my own damage.

only a fool leaves all his eggs in one basket and hopes it won’t be dropped.

Jesus triple-dicking Christ.

No. You listen to me, Hayden Timber. I've stood back and watched you push people away and isolate yourself time and time again, making yourself utterly un-fucking-touchable. For fucking years. Now, in the short time you've been screwing Lucas, something has changed, and I for one don't want to see it change back. You care for him. You're going to the hospital and making sure he's alive. End of discussion.

promise I'm not going to hurt your mom, Lucas. I just want to talk with her a moment." And find out how in the hell she knew my parents. What connection did the Wildeboer family have to the Timbers?