Valeria

“My eyes close as his hands smear mud across my stomach. 'There,' he says. 'Now your innie's a little mud pit.' His hands trail across my middle. I squirm slightly, and his eyes meet mine. They're darker now, heavier. 'Where next?”
― Sabrina Elkins, Stir Me Up

“He won't talk about the ordeal he's been through, either in the war or over the last few months. He won't tell me where he's headed, and I don't know where I'm headed, either. All I know is I'll remember this night--me in his arms and the lake behind me, the dance up there waiting, and the music filtering down to us. 'Dance with me?' I ask. And he does. Right there on the sand.”
― Sabrina Elkins, Stir Me Up

“Oh, God, the lovebirds,” Magnus said, pulling the pillow off his face. “I hate happy couples.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“I rest my head against him when our mouths break apart, and breathe him in. I love the smell of him, that mysterious, perfect, warm, delicious taste that is him.”
― Sabrina Elkins, Stir Me Up