collar. ☆

“He realized, when he was back in his room, that they hadn't even kissed. He also realized, with horror, that he regretted that.”
― Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry

“You are very beautiful,” Ilya said.
Shane smiled without opening his eyes. “Come on.”
“Is the truth. Your freckles.” Ilya grazed a fingertip over his own cheek. “I am nuts about them.”
“I have no idea why. I hate them.”
“Noooo...” Ilya moaned. “Hollander. They are stunning.”
“Stunning?”
“Yes. Am I not using that word right? Very beautiful. Um...take my breath?”
“Wow. Alright”
“I told you...” Ilya grinned. “You love praise.”
When Shane didn’t reply, Ilya said, “And you like to hog it all for yourself. You asshole.”
― Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry

“Under the blankets with him like this for hours, I could be mistaken for a living thing”
― Rainbow Rowell

“Kiss me in the Catacombs, Snow. Unhallow the ground.”
“I’ll unhallow your ground,” he says, kissing me.
I don’t think he can see me – his mouth lands halfway onto my chin. I’m laughing, making it worse. “You’re absurd,” I say.
“Look. I already said I’m a twat.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Any Way the Wind Blows