“He looked at my lips. I suddenly found myself wanting to lick his. 'Yes,' he replied, his eyes going molten. My breath caught in my throat as he reached out and brushed a strand of hair where it had flown across my cheek. 'I believe we do have unfinished business.' 'Good.' I gulped, suddenly one big mass of tingling body parts that wanted an immediate introduction to all of his body parts. I tried to slam down a mental barrier between his mind and mine, but it did no good. The cheerleaders in my groin were setting up fundraising car washes to finance a field trip to his groin.” MindBelieveBodyBigsEyeWantedFoundI BelieveCarFieldsMinesHairMassBreathsLipsCaughtSettingFinanceSettingsHis EyesBarriersThroatCheeksIntroductionUnfinishedSlamStrandsCheerleaderFundraisingUnfinished BusinessField TripCar Wash Author:Katie MacAlister
“You taste of the cool water that hides deep in a stream. You taste of the night air, soft and scented and mysterious. The taste of you drives me wild. I want to be with you, be inside you, shout to the world that you are mine at the same time I want to keep you hidden where you will exist only for me. You make me feel invincible, little bird.” WorldWantFeelsLittlesNightWaterAirMinesTasteBirdMysteriousStreamsInvincibleWant To Be With YouI Want To Be With YouCool WaterYou Make Me Feel Book:Playing With Fire: A Novel of the Silver Dragons Source: Playing With Fire: A Novel of the Silver Dragons
“You are mine, Aisling. You are mine today, tomorrow and five hundred years from now. You will always be mine. I do not give up my treasures, kincsem. You would do well to remember that.” GivingYearsWellsTodayRememberFiveMinesTomorrowGiving UpHundredTreasureNot Giving UpDo Not Give Up Author:Katie MacAlister
