Shane was silent a moment, then let out a long breath. "I bet I could convince you if I could get through these bars. . . ." "You'd get arrested all over again." "Well, you're just that tempting. Jailbait." He kissed her fingers, which made her shiver all over; his lips lingered warm on her skin, reminding her of what it felt like to be alone with him, in that timeless.
Rachel CaineI stopped in the full force of a patch of sunlight in the lobby window and let my skin soak up the energy. I hadnโt realized I needed it until it reached inside and stilled me in a way that only Davidโs touch had been able to achieve. โWhy does that feel so good?โ I asked. โAnd donโt tell me itโs because weโve been shut in a room for days.โ โLike calls to like,โ he said. โYouโre made of fire now.โ โSo Iโm going to feel like this every time I pass an open flame? Great. Firegasm.
Rachel CaineGlad it was you and not me," Shane said, and offered Myrin a hand up. "Any brain damage?" "Since the bullet actually passed through his brain, then yes, idiot boy, there's certainly brain damage," Oliver said. "It will pass. His brain's the least fragile thing about him." "You say the nicest things," Myrin said. He was slurring his words, and he threw an arm around Oliver's neck. "Marry me.
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