There was a perfection to the moment that made Sienna think: Yes, this is it. This is who we're meant to be together.

Dropping her hand, she turned in his arms. Then, rising up on tiptoe, she cupped his face in her palms and drew him down. Her kiss was innocent, vulnerable, a caress so gentle that it made him her slave between one breath and the next.

Say what you would about the dietary requirements, vampirism sure did do great things for the skin and body.

When was the last time you lost an argument?" He pretended to think about it. Then, leaning down, he whispered in her ear, "A few hours ago when you refused to stop the car and crawl into the backseat with me.

In her lived an innocence of soul of which she seemed unaware.

Ever had a woman say no to you, Dmitri?” “Once.” He turned the corner with a smile that made her want to cup his face, trace those beautiful lips with her own. “I married her.

...his lips were pure temptation, soft, bitable, sensual in a way only a man's mouth could be.