Quote by Tessa Dare

“He gave her hand a little squeeze, and she drew in a gasp. Color flooded her cheeks. There, that was better. To be truthful, Logan needed a moment to locate his own composure. She'd knocked the breath from him, too. He'd spent a great deal of time wondering how she looked. Too much time over the years. Of course she'd sent him sketches of every blessed mushroom, moth, and blossom in existence- but never any likenesses of herself. By the gods, she was bonny. Far prettier than her letters had led him to imagine. Also smaller, more delicate.”

Quote by Tessa Dare