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“Be gentle,
always delicate
with every soul
you meet,
for every single morning
you wake up,
there is someone
Wishing,
silently
and secretly,
that they
had not.”
― Tyler Knott Gregson, Chasers of the Light: Poems from the Typewriter Series

“Evie stayed, however, the silence spinning out until it seemed that the pounding of his heart must be audible. 鈥淒o you want to know what I think, Sebastian?鈥� she finally asked.
It took every particle of his will to keep his voice controlled. 鈥淣ot particularly.鈥�
鈥淚 think that if I leave this room, you鈥檙e going to ring that bell again. But no matter how many times you ring, or how often I come running, you鈥檒l never bring yourself to tell me what you really want.鈥�
Sebastian slitted his eyes open鈥 mistake. Her face was very close, her soft mouth only inches from his. 鈥淎t the moment, all I want is some peace,鈥� he grumbled. 鈥淪o if you don鈥檛 mind鈥斺€�
Her lips touched his, warm silk and sweetness, and he felt the dizzying brush of her tongue. A floodgate of desire opened, and he was drowning in undiluted pleasure, more powerful than anything he had known before. He lifted his hands as if to push her head away, but instead his trembling fingers curved around her skull, holding her to him. The fiery curls of her hair were compressed beneath his palms as he kissed her with ravenous urgency, his tongue searching the winsome delight of her mouth.
Sebastian was mortified to discover that he was gasping like an untried boy when Evie ended the kiss. Her lips were rosy and damp, her freckles gleaming like gold dust against the deep pink of her cheeks. 鈥淚 also think,鈥� she said unevenly, 鈥渢hat you鈥檙e going to lose our bet.鈥�
Recalled to sanity by a flash of indignation, Sebastian scowled. 鈥淒o you think I鈥檓 in any condition to pursue other women? Unless you intend to bring someone to my bed, I鈥檓 hardly going to鈥斺€�
鈥淵ou鈥檙e not going to lose the bet by sleeping with another woman,鈥� Evie said. There was a glitter of deviltry in her eyes as she reached up to the neckline of her gown and deliberately began to unfasten the row of buttons. Her hands trembled just a little. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e going to lose it with me.鈥�
Sebastian watched incredulously as she stood and shed the dressing gown. She was naked, the tips of her breasts pointed and rosy in the cool air. She had lost weight, but her breasts were still round and lovely, and her hips still flared generously from the neat inward curves of her waist. As his gaze swept to the triangle of red hair between her thighs, a swell of acute lust rolled through him.
He sounded shaken, even to his own ears. 鈥淵ou can鈥檛 make me lose the bet. That鈥檚 cheating.鈥�
鈥淚 never promised not to cheat,鈥� Evie said cheerfully, shivering as she slipped beneath the covers with him.
鈥淒amn it, I鈥檓 not going to cooperate. I鈥斺€� His breath hissed between his teeth as he felt the tender length of her body press against his side, the springy brush of her private curls on his hip as she slid one of her legs between his. He jerked his head away as she tried to kiss him. 鈥淚 can鈥檛鈥vie鈥︹€� His mind searched cagily for a way to dissuade her. 鈥淚鈥檓 too weak.鈥�
Ardent and determined, Evie grasped his head and turned his face to hers. 鈥淧oor darling,鈥� she murmured, smiling. 鈥淒on鈥檛 worry. I鈥檒l be gentle with you.鈥�
鈥淓vie,鈥� he said hoarsely, aroused and infuriated and pleading, 鈥淚 have to prove that I can last three months without鈥攏o, don鈥檛 do that. Damn you, Evie鈥�”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

“Ava: 鈥� Gentle. I was never taught to be gentle. When I sang, I did so loudly. When I played sports, I had to win, otherwise what was the point? My mother would never tell me to quiet myself for a boy. She would tell me to never change for anyone, because the people you change for are the people who control you.”
― Stephanie Oakes, The Arsonist

“be gentle, not fragile.”
― JaTawny Muckelvene Chatmon, Getting Lost

“Sometimes seemingly small things may affect someone in a big way !
We all are different - our journeys, our vulnerabilities are unique.
Be gentle while walking in other's life.”
― Drishti Bablani

“Dear Daughter,
Do a better job in taking care of the life you have. Be gentle and kind to yourself.”
― Gift Gugu Mona, Dear Daughter: Short and Sweet Messages for a Queen

“Rachel's hands were white against the clipboard. "Tonight, later, when you run into her, just be gentle, okay?”
― Joss Wood, Lone Star Reunion