Abe swept in, resplendent in a gray and yellow suit that coordinated bafflingly well with Adrian's paint job.
Richelle MeadThat memory made a lump form in my throat as I remembered his face, serious and gorgeous, those brown eyes intense and passionate as he spoke up for me and convinced the others of my value.
Richelle MeadMistress, I have never asked anything of you in my servitude. But now, I beg you this: do not make me keep passing these adolescent sentiments back and forth all night.
Richelle Mead