Heโd moved toward me again. His hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasnโt the only one breathing heavily. He pulled me to him, bringing our bodies together. The world was all heat and electricity, thick with tension that was only one spark away from exploding around us. I was balancing on another precipice, which wasnโt easy to do in heels. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer.
Richelle MeadAdrian Ivashkov: "Rose Hathaway, I can't wait to see you again. If you're this charming while tired and annoyed and this gorgeous while bruised and in ski clothes, you must be devastating at your peak." Rose Hathaway: "If by 'devastating' you mean that you should fear for your life, then yeah. You're right.
Richelle Mead