Nicci Harris

"I won't be able to sleep tonight unless I know you’re next to me."

"Happy, little one." He kisses the tip of my nose. "I'm happy."

When I'm around Max, it feels like I've got a million things to say, but they all end up trapped in my throat.

"Why are you smiling at me like that?"
"Dunno. . ." His eyes roll around my face, amusement dancing in them. "Very few people surprise me. You, on the other hand, do it constantly."

My body trembles, and I am a silly little girl because I'd thought love would be warmth in my chest and heart, and peace and contentment in my soul. But it's not contentment. It's not peaceful. It's terrifying. It's so strong that I know it could undo me. It could unravel everything that I am, strip me back until I'm nothing but bare bones and a swollen heart.

My proud, arrogant Max?
No, my beautiful, family-orientated Max.

I may not tell you I love you, but I'm a scary kind of possessive over you, Cassidy. So do us both a favour and don't ask me how I'd feel if you were with another guy unless you want me to lose my fucking mind."

I had no idea how good it would feel to make you smile. Fuck me, I’d do just about anything to make you smile. When you smile at me and I'm the reason. . . it feels better than being inside you. I'd give up sex to make you smile."

He growls, “Kaya,” as he forces me to take him.

Now. Follow me. Chin to your chest. Don’t let anyone see your face or I will have to kill them.”