Gouri Annand

“Without hesitation I gave him another truth. You . . . are . . . impossible . . . to overlook. His breath caught, and for the first time, I was the one who leaned in, the one who pressed my lips to his, the one who cradled his face in my hands. He allowed me to lead for several long seconds, letting me taste him and test him. Then he rose and brought me with him, scooping me from the water like a nymph from the sea. And I was consumed once more.”
― Amy Harmon, The Bird and the Sword