But you, you’ve always been the rain, the wind, inside my mind. I taste you when I sleep, when I wake, when I breathe.
Nalini SinghYour weapons-master appears to have an actual, beating heart," she said to Raphael. "Who knew?" "Jessamy." "I concede that point." Elena referring to Galen
Nalini SinghTell me something, Raphael?" He was already turning, heading to the door. "What is it you'd like to know, Guild Hunter?" She hid her smile at his slip. "What do I call you? Husband? Mate? Boyfriend?" Stopping with his hand on the doorknob, he shot her an inscrutable look. "You can call me 'Master'.
Nalini SinghWhat about your freedom?" he whispered in her ear over a minute later, bracing his hands palms down on the wall beside her head. He made no move to stop her as she stroked and petted every inch of that sinfully gorgeous chest, all hard muscle and gleaming skin overlaid with silky-rough strands of dark hair. "Idiot." She nipped his jaw with her teeth. "The only freedom I ever wanted was the right to love you.
Nalini Singh