Reading In Pajamas

“Fuck,” Livy said as she buried her face in her hands. “What? What’s wrong?” She looked at him. Actually, it was more of a scowl. She scowled at him. “I’m in love with you,” Livy snapped. “And it’s your fucking fault.” “Uh...sorry?” “Oh, shut up.” “Well . . . if it makes you feel better, I’m in love with you, too.” “As a matter of fact, it doesn’t make me feel better.”
― Shelly Laurenston, Bite Me

“Good Lord, Rory Lee!” Ronnie snarled. “You don’t throw babies! Especially mine!” “Look what he did to me!” Rory pointed at his unmarred neck. “What am I looking at?” Sissy Mae asked. “’Cause I don’t see nothin’.” “Just wait until the little bastard grows into his fangs,” Rory promised. “Then you’ll see!”
― Shelly Laurenston, Bite Me

“He kissed her as though he were starved for her. Like he'd been held away from her and had finally broken free. It was the kind of kiss that lived only in her fantasies. No one had ever made her feel so..consumed.”
― Maya Banks, Rush

“He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?"
I do.
Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever