Melissa

“What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?”

“Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of me.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“Nothing he said could change what I think of you. I've had my mind made up about you for a long time... and it's all good.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“You're in an awfully good mood," he observed. "Was there a sale at Khakis-R-Us?”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Persephone told me that you said it wasn't as good as you expected it. When she kissed you, I mean."
Something flickered behind his eyes, but it was gone so fast that I couldn't tell what it was.
"No, it was not. I find little joy in showing affection to somebody who does not return it."
"Yeah, me too." I covered his hand with mine and pressed my lips against his palm. "It hurts being the one who loves more.”
― Aimee Carter, Goddess Interrupted