I just want to cuddle with my Lion and give him all the love nobody in the world has given him but me.

What if someone comes?" I half-heartedly protest. "No one's coming here but you.

God, I want to die in you.

I want your hands on my head.” I nod and edge back to make room for him. “Does it calm your racing thoughts?” He shakes his head, then takes my hand and spreads it open over his wide chest, his voice textured as he traps my gaze with his. “It calms me here.

I've fallen in love a hundred times in my life! But never like you. So I wonder if I really fell or just tripped, you know?

I wanted a girl as perfect as Brooke, and instead, she gave me something I never knew I wanted: something perfect that looks like me.

Remy you're my king." I hug him hard. "There's no chess game for me without you.