Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn— and probably always would be. “Why?” he said to his lover. “Because I want you for however long I have you.

But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself

Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.

I don't do farm animals. Can't stand hay in your leathers? Or wool in my teeth.

Thank you for caring for my brother." He took his sunglasses off. And looked at her with total adoration.

She'd ended up passing out, and sometime later, John must have gotten up to use the loo and left the light on. Probably to make sure she didn't feel lost if she woke up. Because that's the kind of male he was.

You want to poof it or ride back with me?