Rosey

“He collected my hand to pull my finger out of his mouth. “Peanuts.” I laughed, breaking the shock I’d felt. “Bad?” “No,” he said, and he popped my finger into his mouth again. “I like it. Peanut tastes like peanuts.” “So I have to call you Honey, now?” “Yup,” he said, chewing.”
― C.L. Stone, Forgiveness and Permission

“He nodded, picking my hand up in his, bringing it to his mouth. His eyes locked on mine in the dark, and he put his lips to the back of my hand. He kissed the spot just behind my knuckles. He smoothed his thumb over the spot. He singled out a finger and pulled it in his mouth again and chewed. The rattling of my spine, shaking of my fingers and crazy spinning of my heart returned. Nathan kissed my hand. That meant something. Tingling radiated the area he kissed. A surge of worry swept over me as I realized I may have made a terrible mistake. Victor might be okay with us sleeping in the same bed, but what would he think if Nathan started kissing me? And why did I have the crazy urge to let him if he tried?”
― C.L. Stone, Forgiveness and Permission

“Kota popped in beside North. He glanced around, a finger touching the bridge of his glasses. “Were we not invited to the ... zombie-nail-painting-cupcake party?”
― C.L. Stone, Drop of Doubt

“Will you stop being cute? Your nose is smudging the window. My god, you’re worse than a puppy,”
― C.L. Stone, Introductions