She was staying. A little longer. V smiled to himself. So this was what winning the lottery felt like.

Dedicated to: You. There will never be another like you. For me...you are the one. Yeah, I don't have enough words for this.

Love, after all, was universal. Qhuinn closed his fist up tight, and knew he would never, ever take that ring off. “Always,” Blay murmured. “Because family is an always kind of thing.

How sweetly he came to her, she thought. Even with his bulk and power, he came to her...sweetly.

If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese.

Man, he wasn't going to need a stress test anytime soon. If his heart could get through a kiss from her, he could probably run a marathon. While dragging a car behind him. Sideways to the road.

All right, then, her first rule for the rest of her days: no more looking outside for definitions. She might not have any clue who she was, but better to be lost and searching than shoved into a social box by someone else.