Favourite Quotes: Bared to You (Crossfire, #1) by Sylvia Day

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For so many years, I sort of wandered through romance novels (romance, adult, new adult, young adult--all the romance) with a detached sort of disdain. Primarily I think that my original source of this mood/approach was because of my blink-and-you'll-miss-it obsession with Twilight Fan-Fiction way back when. I had that desire to read literally all the fan-fiction that was smutty that I could get my badly manicured hands on. I basically burned myself out on romance within the span of a year.


Flash forward a few years into my adult life, I've found myself a bit more keen to dip my toes in the water when it comes to the vast romance genre. Bared to You by Sylvia Day, the first installment of the five book series Crossfire, was the first one I enjoyed in a very long time. I fell in love with Eva Tramell and her romance with Gideon Cross, the New York City setting, their backstories, as well as Eva's never ending friendship with Cary Taylor almost instantly.

*This post is NSFW and intended for an older audience. Be warned of sexual content.

Bared to You managed to add depth and soul to a tired genre. I--of course--found myself invested in the lives of the two main characters just as easily as I found myself to be hot and bothered by their sexual chemistry. Sylvia Day crafted such a fun story that didn't lack the emotional punch and wanted to right its flaws faster than any other release in the genre. I loved that it mixed the decadence of being rich (young and fabulous) in the greatest city on earth, the luscious romance between two very attractive people but it didn't dumb itself down like so many of its counterparts.

In fact, both Eva and Gideon are developed wonderfully. My heart broke for them on many occasions and loved the growth throughout the series. They are both incredibly flawed characters, with horrific pasts (trigger warning: sexual abuse) who found one another. I loved that they continuously sacrificed for each other without diminishing who they were as individuals. They have their demons. They have their flaws.

But who doesn't?

Literature, as in life, is a work in progress and my favourite characters share traits with reality. 

I've been feeling nostalgic about everything--which is unsurprising considering I am nostalgic by my very nature--and recently reread Bared to You. Because of my love for this series, I decided on taking my nostalgia for a spin and tackling my favourite quotes from each book. Sylvia Day has a way with words that is fluffy, but realistic; sexy, but not overdrawn. She keeps me hanging on every word and I positively adore her for it.

Bared to You hits three ultimate high-marks for me. (1) Compelling characters that you want to love and root for. (2) Steamy love affairs that may or may not* leave you needing a cold shower after you flip to its final page. (3) It, at times, serves as a love letter to New York City. So, my favourite quotes and passages are scattered far and wide throughout its 334 pages.

*I required no less than seven cold showers in the span of book one. 

Are you ready? 
Let's get started!  
(Feel free to correct any errors/typos on my part when it comes to the quotes and passages. 
I may have skipped over some during my editing.) 

The moment I stepped outside, the smells and sounds of Manhattan embraced me and invited me to explore. I was not merely across the country from my former home in San Diego, but seemingly worlds away. Two major metropolises--one endlessly temperate and sensually lazy, the other teeming with life and frenetic energy. 

Real New Yorkers cruised right through it all, their love for the city as comfortable and familiar as their favorite pair of shoes. They didn't view the steam billowing from potholes and vents in the sidewalks with romantic delight, and they didn't blink an eye when the ground vibrated beneath their feet as the subway moved by below, while I grinned like an idiot and flexed my toes. New York was a brand-new love affair for me. I was starry-eyed and it showed.  

"Coffee is one of my major food groups." 

*Same, Eva. Same. Serve up that Gilmore Girls realness! Raise your hand if you need coffee in an I.V., stat!  
Eva keeping it REAL.  
"So what do you want--exactly? Seduction, Eva? Do you want to be seduced?" 

I was equally fascinated and appalled by the conversation. And, yes, tempted. It was hard not to be while faced with such a gorgeous, virile male so determined to get hot and sweaty with me. Still, the dismay won out. "Sex that's planned like a business transaction is a turnoff for me." 

"Establishing parameters in the beginning makes it less likely that there'll be exaggerated expectations and disappointment at the conclusion." 

"Are you kidding?" I scowled. "Listen to yourself. Why even call it a fuck? Why not be clear and call it a seminal emission in a pre-approved orifice."  

EVA: 1

I distantly registered my purse hitting the floor; then my hands were in his hair. I pulled on the silky strands, using them to direct his mouth over mine. He growled, deepening the kiss, stroking my tongue with lush slides of his own. I felt the raging beat of his heart against my chest, proof that he wasn't just a hopeless ideal conjured by my fevered imagination. 

 He kissed me. He moved in fast, but I saw it coming and didn't turn away. His mouth was cold and flavored with alcohol-laced cranberry. Delicious. All the chaotic emotions and energy that had been writhing around inside me abruptly became too much to contain. I shoved a hand in his glorious hair and clenched it tight, holding him still as I sucked on his tongue. His groan was the most erotic sound I'd ever heard, making the flesh between my legs tighten viciously. 

I shoved his shoulder. "I need a personal connection with the men I sleep with. It doesn't have to be intense or deep, but sex needs to be more than an emotionless transaction for me." 


I could tell he wasn't being flippant. As bizarre as this conversation must be for him, Gideon was taking it seriously. "Call it one of my quirks, and I'm not saying that lightly. It pisses me off to feel used for sex. I feel devalued." 

I flipped him the bird over my shoulder and raced up the short steps into Bryant Park, a lushly green and tranquil oasis in the midst of the city. Just crossing up and over from the sidewalk was like being transported to a completely different realm. Dwarfed by the towering skyscrapers surrounding it, Bryant Park was a garden land behind a beautiful old library. A place where time slowed, children laughed over the innocent joy of a carousel ride, and books were treasured companions. 

Christopher grinned and passed the invite over. "And you'll both have fun. No one throws a party like my mother." 

I glanced briefly at the envelope in my hand. Why hadn't Gideon said anything about the event? 

"If you're wondering why Gideon didn't tell you about it," he said, seemingly reading my mind. "it's because he won't come. He never does. Even though he's the majority shareholder in the company, I think he finds the music industry and musicians too unpredictable for his tastes. By now, you know how he is." 

Dark and intense. Powerfully magnetic and hotly sexual. Yes, I knew how he was. And he preferred to know what he was getting into at all costs. 
I ran when the going got tough, because I was so sure it was all going to end badly. The only control I had was to be the one who left, instead of the one who was left behind. 
"I want there to be happily-ever-afters for the fucked-up crowd. Show me the way, Eva honey. Make me believe." 

"I'm an animal with you," he murmured. "I want to mark you. I want to posses you so completely there's no separation between us." 

*actual footage of me when Gideon and Eva's chemistry HAPPENS.
Gideon Cross: 
The ULTIMATE Eva Trammel Fan-Girl

"I'd walk into hell for you, Eva, and this is pretty damn close." 

Literally a few pages later: 

"I must've wished for you so hard and so often you had no choice but to come true." 

A few more pages later:  

He looked up then and caught my gaze. His blue eyes blazed with power and heat. "I've always seen you, angel. From the moment you found me, I've seen nothing but you." 

That about sums it up! I love quite a bit about Bared to You and it was hell to narrow it down like I did. But, I think I did an okay job at picking and choosing. If I didn't, feel free to throw vegetables at me but be warned that I will probably just cook them up. 


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