“Are you done?" "Done?" I smiled sweetly. "Staring." He paused a beat, those absurdly long lashes sweeping when he blinked. Then it was as if a light went off in his head, and a slow, easy smile spread over his face. It transformed him. From brooding brute to beautiful man. The ice melted from his gaze, turning those green eyes too translucent sea glass. That gaze drew me in, impossible to look away from, even though a prickle of warning danced up my spine----because there was that evil smile to consider. Then he spoke in a deep, honey-laden drawl. "What's the acceptable time limit? How long did you stare last night?" Oh, no, no, no. The blood rushed from my face in hot prickles of horror. A strangled sound escaped my lips. Lucian leaned in, close enough that I caught a whiff of bitter chocolate and sweet oranges. Why did he have to smell like dessert? He sounded even better----hot cream and honey. "Did you like what you saw?" The question rippled over my skin, sank into my bones, a soft caress that dared me to answer yes.” FlirtingSeductive Power Book:Make It Sweet Source: Make It Sweet
“Though his lips didn't touch my ear, I felt them there like a hot stroke to my skin. I nearly shivered when his voice rumbled out in a dark whisper. "Thank you, Emma, for saving me from my masculine pride." I couldn't have hidden my answering smile if I'd tried; it fell over me like sunshine, warming me from the crests of my cheeks to the tips of my tingling toes. "You're welcome, Lucian." He grunted---oh, how I loved the way this man grunted---and then took the driver's seat. We didn't speak as he pulled out, but he turned the radio back on and appeared relaxed behind the wheel. I swore I caught a hint of vanilla emanating from him. Not the cakey sweetness of a scented candle but the dark floral note of true vanilla. I couldn't imagine a guy like Lucian splashing on cologne, but it was so enticing I was tempted to lean in and give him a sniff.” FlirtingVanillaScent Of A ManSensual Attraction Book:Make It Sweet Source: Make It Sweet
“So... you love my abs? I knew it. My butt is pretty awesome too, isn't it? Sorry, Delilah has left the building. Look, you don't have to beg. I'll send you a picture. Don't you dare! I lift up my shirt, take a quick picture of my abs, and send it. Asshole! Now, Delilah, don't get kinky with your requests. I draw the line at ass shots. ARGH!” FlirtingEnemies To LoversTextsSnapshot Book:Dear Enemy Source: Dear Enemy