You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.
Richelle MeadBecause Iโve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding," โWhy are they all high-calorie foods?
Richelle MeadSeth laughed when he saw me. โHey,โ I said, poking him with my foot, โbe nice.โ โI think this is the first time Iโve ever seen you look anything less thanโฆโ He paused, playing with word choice. โWell-planned.โ โWhy, you silver-tongued romantic devil. That is the look I usually go for. Other women go for sexy or chic or beautiful. But me? Well-planned all the way.โ โYou know what I mean. Besides, unplanned isnโt a bad look for you. Not bad at all.โ His voice sounded deliciously low and dangerous, and something ignited between us as we held each otherโs eyes.
Richelle MeadI'd never expected my first time to be in a cabin in the woods, but I realized the place didn't matter. The person did. With someone you loved, you could be anywhere, and it would be incredible. Being in the most luxurious bed in the world wouldn't matter if you were with someone you didn't love.
Richelle MeadWhat are you, Rose Hathaway? Are you real? You're a dream within a dream. I'm afraid touching you will make me wake up. You'll disappear.
Richelle MeadI gave him a smile that I hoped was as dazzling as one of his. "I realized I'm in love." Marcus, startled, looked around as though he expected to see my object d'amour in the car with us. "And you just realized this? Did you just have some sort of vision?" "Didn't need to," I said, thinking of Wolfe's ill-fated trip to the Orkneys. "It's always been right in front of me.
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