I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.
Becca FitzpatrickShe shrieked. "Nora! What happened to the banister!" Good thing she hadn't seen her bedroom yet.
Becca Fitzpatrickthere's only one thing i know for certain anymore." he turned, his eyes a clear black. "that i would do anything for you, even if it means going against mu instincts or my very nature. i would lay down everything i possess, even my soul, for you. if that isn't love, it's the best i have.
Becca Fitzpatrick