My father was a history professor, and my mother a housewife—" She married a house?
Sherrilyn KenyonNo one has ever touched me like you do. You’re like a whisper. Gentle, soft. Soothing. In my world, the people only shout and scream. But you… you’re my haven. “ … “God, you’re good
Sherrilyn KenyonGrim sighed heavily. "I swear I'm getting a migraine." "My mom suffers from those a lot, too." "Being around you, I imagine she does.
Sherrilyn Kenyon