With Every Heartbeat (Forbidden Men #4)

... a fear that I’d never feel this way when I looked into anyone else’s eyes again.

Blondie?" Ten asked with a snort. "Hell, yes, she'll be fine. God wouldn't let something bad happen to one of his angels.

But, aww, he was a romantic. I loved that.

But sharing this kind of connection with another human being seemed out of my scope of reality. Someone as shy, reserved and closed off as I was could never manage to open herself to that kind of intimacy.

Don't be ashamed of being a big, soft teddy bear, Ham. The world needs more people like you, otherwise it'd just go to shit. - Ten

Good girl?” he echoed in horror. “Eww. Way to waste a perfectly hot body. But... the moment she turns slutty, I’m warning you, I’m going to be all over that, no matter what you say. Because, dayum.

Having the courage to go after something you want…I’ve never had that kind of strength before. I’d think it’d be amazing, though.” She

I knew exactly why I shouldn’t be her friend. This was no mere attraction. What I suffered from was total, debilitating awareness. Every freaking inch of me tuned in to her.

I love you … With every beat of my heart, I am yours.

I shrugged, even though the crack in my heart widened a couple more inches.

It gave my poor, pathetic heart thoughts it shouldn’t be having.

Motherfucker,” he groaned. “No Gamble, and I’m stuck in a class with not one, or even two, but three untouchables. This is going to suck…ass.

... now I was longing for stolen little glances that probably meant nothing to him.

One of these days, hopefully one of these days soon, you’re going to realize you don’t have to stay with a girl just because she was the first person you fucked. Putting your dick into Cora didn’t commit you to her for the rest of your life, man … you’re allowed to move on and be with a girl you actually like.

She murmured, “Thank you,” and stared at him with a pair of longing green eyes that made me want to reach across the table and thump Hamilton on the back of the head. Hard.
Prime opportunity to kiss her, I wanted to tell him.
Kiss her already.
Why wasn’t he kissing her?
God, what a pansy.
Instead of kissing, they just kept staring until Ham blinked and then grinned. “Staring contest?” he offered.
Dear fuck. Really.
I groaned and covered my face. I was going to have to work on my boy big time … I might actually have to defriend him after tonight.

stories are a way to connect with others and realize we’re not alone in our crazy, mixed-up thoughts. I think what you do is important. It keeps introverted people like me from going insane.

Ten shot her a glare. “Zip it, shorty.”
“Shorty?” Reese gasped and set her hand over her heart. “I’ll have you know I’m two inches taller than Eva.”
“Wow, I’m so impressed. I think I just pissed myself from excitement.

That fucking bitch … I’m going to go find her and punch in her the fucking lady parts.

they giggled together, I rolled my eyes to the ceiling. Oh, dear God. Someone shoot me now.

This is why I came back … Because you’re you, and I couldn’t stay away from you.”
… “I’m glad you did, because I wasn’t sure how I was going to be able to stay away from you.

This shit is potent. I feel…” He nodded slowly. “Yeah.”
I lifted my eyebrows, wondering if he was drunk or high.
Blondie giggled again and pointed at him. “I’ve never heard you cuss before.”
“I don’t,” Hamilton said blankly before Blondie charged, “But you just said shit.”
He laughed and pointed back at her. “So did you.”
As they giggled together, I rolled my eyes to the ceiling. Oh, dear God. Someone shoot me now.

want to save lives, but art, like the stories you want to write...that’s the kind of stuff that makes life worth living.

Well, I could befriend her,” Ten started, putting on an offended front as he pressed his hand to his chest.
Noel threw back his head and laughed.
“What?” Ten muttered, folding his arms over his chest and glaring. “I make a fucking awesome friend.”
Noel’s chuckle settled before he seemed to realize Ten was serious. His smile dropped flat. Pointing at Ten’s nose, he growled. “Stay the fuck away from my sister.”
Ten sent him a bland glance. “Why do you feel the need to say that to me in that exact tone every time you see me?

Where’s my girl?” she asked.
“She’s back in the office, still looking for her panties.”
“Pick!” Gasping, Reese smacked his arm. “That was way more than I wanted to know.”
He just chuckled and brought attention to his pocked as he stuffed a peek of cloth deeper out of sight. “So I really shouldn’t tell you she’s not going to find them, huh?

Why the hell did you think I was calling you?”
“I assumed you’d accidentally strangled one of your whores to death, or something equally kinky and awful, and you needed help disposing of the body.” She yawned and glanced around. “So, where is she?”
I stared at her, touched. “Would you really help me bury a body?” That was so fucking sweet. If Gamble ever gave me his blessing to bang his sister, I’d be all over her so fast.