Hot Hero Quotes

…she was afraid of how he made her feel, because he made her feel way too much

~ Justine Dell

Her heart unfolded in her chest, took in all of him, and closed tightly, unwilling to let him go

~ Justine Dell

Hey, you’re the one who can’t stand me being so close to you.

~ Justine Dell

She loved this man. This wonderful, respectiful, willful man. And she couldn’t even tell him.

~ Justine Dell

What’s bothering me is you always seem ready to snap my head off my shoulders and I’m not comfortable with that.

~ Justine Dell

His presence was stirring heat in all the wrong places and for all the wrong reasons.

~ Justine Dell

No, but I imagine there's a gun tucked away somewhere on your body. And I know what you can do with that, hotshot.He took a step toward her. With what, sweetheart? With the gun? Or the body?

~ Lynn Raye Harris

You need to acquire a lover, Madam President.

~ Lynn Raye Harris

I grip Colin harder, kissing him longer, unwilling to let him go. This is what I want; this is what I’ve wanted since his damn phone interrupted us this morning, his mouth, his body claiming mine. I’m on fire, every muscle in my body attuned to his, my groin clenching with delicious need. When the voices grow louder his hold loosens. “Don’t stop, please,” I beg into his mouth. Diving into me once more his tongue slays me, erases every thought of the outside world until the passion has left us breathless and we have to break away if only to live.

~ Elizabeth Miller

I grip Colin harder, kissing him longer, unwilling to let him go. This is what I want; this is what I’ve wanted since his damn phone interrupted us this morning, his mouth, his body claiming mine. I’m on fire, every muscle in my body attuned to his, my groin clenching with delicious need. When the voices grow louder his hold loosens. “Don’t stop, please,” I beg into his mouth. Diving into me once more his tongue slays me, erases every thought of the outside world until the passion has left us breathless and we have to break away if only to live. His forehead presses to mine as we gasp together, the cold air barely cooling the heat raging between us. -Midnight, A McKenna Chronicle

~ Elizabeth Miller