The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so cold.
Lauren KateWhat does my soul look like to you?' 'I couldn't reduce it to words if I tried, but its beauty is unsurpassed.
Lauren KateI guess I donโt know what I want.โ โI do. I want you.โ โI know, butโโ โNothing will ever change that. No matter what you hear. No matter what happens.
Lauren Kate