Ipsita

“That which you believe becomes your world.”
― Richard Matheson, What Dreams May Come

“Then he leaned forward and rested his cheek against mine. Hot tingles spread through me as his lips moved against my ear. "You should tell me to stop."

I didn't say a word.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Half-Blood

“Oh, dear God and baby Jesus in the manger, my eyes!” Dee shrieked. “My eyes!”
My own eyes snapped open. Daemon lifted his head, eyes luminous. Then I realized my hands were still up his shirt. I yanked them out.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, mortified.
Daemon said something that burned my ears. “Dee, you didn’t see anything.” And then he added much lower, “Because you have impeccable timing.”
“You were on…her and your mouths were doing this.” I could just imagine her hand signals at that point. She went on. “And that’s more than I want to see. Like, ever.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Opal

“Come on, " he said after a few seconds of content silence. "Let's go see the sights for a few hours. Pretend it's real."

Zane's brow wrinkled "Pretend what's real?"

Ty slid his hand down Zane's arm and linked their fingers again. "That I can hold your hand without worrying about being reconized.”
― Abigail Roux, Armed & Dangerous