Heat skittered through her belly, then directly south. โSawyer.โ In answer, he brought his head up and kissed her. Deep, hungry, tasting her in a purposely slow, thorough manner before pulling back to once again look into her eyes. Oh, God. โSawyer, what are we doing?โ she whispered. He shook his head. โNo f#cking clue.
Jill ShalvisSixty-five seconds," he said. "You weren't breathing for sixty-five seconds after we found you. I lived and died during each one of them." He let out a breath. "Never again.
Jill ShalvisLove is when someone puts you on a pedestal and yet when you fall, they're there to catch you anyway.' - Tara Daniels
Jill Shalvis