If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking.
Richelle MeadThe answer came to me before I'd even finished asking myself the question. I couldn't be Mason's girlfriend because when I imagined someone holding me and whispering dirty things in my ear, he had a Russian accent.
Richelle MeadIf we could manage any sort of trust again... Well. That would make me happier than you can imagine
Richelle MeadCarter leaned toward me and brushed the hair away from the side of my face. "Don't look down then," he whispered.
Richelle Mead