You know what it is you smell on him, Haven? Testosterone. It's leaking out of his pores.

For thousands of nights I dreamed of making love to you. No man on earth has ever hated sunrise as I do.

I love you dammit.""she brushed her lips teasingly against his."How much?" He made a slight sound, as if the soft kiss had affected him intensely."Without limit.Beyond forever.

Her chances of a decent marriage were about to be dashed-and all because of a ferret.

A sixty - eight, he wants you to go down on him but he won't return the favor. It would be sixty-nine but he owes you one.

Only you could love such a vile, selfish peacock, Evie.

I’m not short. I’m…vertically disadvantaged.