Marissa

“Fine," I said. "But I'm telling you, this won't work." With an impish grin on his face, he came very close and gave me a long, slow kiss. "And I'm telling you it will.”
― Kiera Cass, The One

“Your eyes look like chocolate,” I mumbled.
He smiled. “And yours look like the morning sky.”
― Kiera Cass, The One

“Rome only exists because of slaves. That’s how it functions. We are its muscles, its brains, and most of all its secrets.”
― Lesley Livingston, The Valiant

“He sighed contentedly. “How are you feeling, my dear?”

“I feel like punching you for calling me ‘my dear’ mostly.” I poked his bare stomach.

Smiling, he crawled to sit over me. “Fine then. My darling? My pet? My love?”

“Any of those would work, so long as you’ve reserved it solely for me,” I said, my hands mindlessly wandering his chest, his arms. “What am I supposed to call you?”

“Your Royal Husbandness. It’s required by law, I’m afraid.”
― Kiera Cass, The One