Sarah Darlington Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes I forgot our age difference and sometimes it was hard to ignore. Like right now. He radiated a masculinity, a maturity, a confidence, even in his sleep, that other guys my own age just couldn't even compare to. Maybe that was less about his age and more about him. Either way, it was incredibly sexy - he was incredibly sexy. I kind of loved the fact that he could snap me in two and the fact that I knew he never would. — Sarah Darlington

I'm not a wild card, Noah. I'm the safest bet you'll ever make. — Sarah Darlington

Believe me, Clara. It would be very easy to lay you back down, ease myself inside you, and fuck you senseless. But I can't just screw you on some random couch where anyone could walk in on us. And I can't screw you while the room is spinning and I'm slightly shitfaced. I don't even want to screw you. I want to make love to you. The slow, sweet, all night long kind of love. — Sarah Darlington

Prove it to me," I whispered. "Prove to me you aren't an ass and I'm all yours. — Sarah Darlington

Sweet as hell. Unexpected. Reassuring. It was as if he wanted me to know, in his own particular Noah way, that he hadn't forgotten about me. — Sarah Darlington

I'd never saved anyone or anything in my whole life. I didn't like the idea of it. I was nobody's hero. But the alternative option would have been to let Georgie die, so I guess just this once an exception had to be made. — Sarah Darlington

Our lips connected and for one brief, amazing moment Dean melted into me. His hands trailed up my back, pulling my body closer. His lips were warm and soft, lingering against mine, and then suddenly ... gone. — Sarah Darlington

Part of me was slightly pissed off that this kiss with him hadn't happened sooner. As in years ago sooner. Because this one little kiss - it literally rocked my world. He was morphine and I was an instant addict. — Sarah Darlington

He touched me as if he were trying to memorize the feel of me. — Sarah Darlington

Leo backed me against the door frame, his demeanor turning all 'take-no-prisoners' as he pinned me in place with his hips. His hands traced up and down the curve of my body until they wound their way through the loose strands of my hair. He was in control, I was totally at his mercy, and I. Didn't. Even. Care. — Sarah Darlington

But maybe she'd always been this fucking adorable and I'd just been the jackass who never bothered to notice. — Sarah Darlington