Jessica

“I wanted all of her. My hands wanted to claim every piece of her body and skin, but I kept them on her face, cupping her jaw. For now, I’d only kiss her. I’d kiss her for all the times I’d wanted to kiss her but shot jabs at her instead. I kissed her until we both seemed to forget how life would change tomorrow. For a moment, I drew back, holding her glassy eyes. “What is it?” she whispered. “I’m just thinking,” I said against her lips. “I’m thinking how beautifully right the woman I’ve tried to hate feels in my hands.”
― L.J. Andrews, Den of Blades and Briars

“Hells, why were they so bleeding enamored with Saga? Cuyler seemed like he’d like to shove me into the river, never to be seen again, and Gorm looked ready to bow to her bleeding feet.”
― L.J. Andrews, Den of Blades and Briars