2 Quotes by Elena Greene

Tears blurred her vision as she leaned over him. His mouth was surely made for smiling. For laughing. For kissing. Grief welled up along with the feeling that he might never do any of those things again.She closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his. They were cool and unresponsive.Then they parted.She jerked back, saw his eyes flutter open.“Don’t stop now,” he whispered.

He brought the mirror carefully around the chaise, placing it where she could see herself in its shining surface. Now she guessed what he intended. It was outrageous. Surely not...A tremor shook her, desire mingled with panic. She rose from the seat. “No, I can’t—”As she hesitated, he caught her hands. “Yes, you can, darling. And I promise you will enjoy it.