Mike Cuyugan

“The pleasure of holding her washed through him in repeated waves. She was petite and fine-boned, the delicious fragrance of roses rising to his nostrils. He'd noticed it when he'd held her earlier... not a cloying perfume, but a light floral essence swept with the sharp freshness of winter air.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

“People think it must be fun to be a super genius, but they don't realize how hard it is to put up with all the idiots in the world.”
― Bill Watterson, The Calvin and Hobbes Tenth Anniversary Book

“Breathing in her clean, sweet scent was like unexpectedly finding almond cookies. So fucking sweet.”
― Cherise Sinclair

“She strained as he began to kiss along the side of her neck. Her skin was hot from exertion, a little salty, and her scent was divinely arousing: horses, fresh winter air, roses.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake