Ana

“Can I touch you?”
His lashes closed, resting on the tops of his tanned, sculpted cheeks as his smile grew broad. “You don’t have to ask.” I reached out immediately but paused within inches of contact. He must’ve sensed my hesitation because he reopened his eyes. “What’s wrong?”
I swallowed, utterly overwhelmed. “I don’t know where to start.”
Mason’s gaze warmed . He wrapped strong warm fingers around my wrist and drew my palm forward, leading me where he wanted my hand to follow. When he set it on the center of his chest, right over his heart and pressed my flesh to his as if fingerprinting my soul to his. I blinked back gratified tears.
“Start here. No one’s ever touched me here before.”
― Linda Kage, Price of a Kiss

“Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.”
― Rumi

“When enemies, the intellect and the heart only see one another as the hater and the fool.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“There is no such thing as tough love. Love is kind, love is compassionate, love is tender.”
― Heather Wolf, Kipnuk the Talking Dog