You taste like mine.

The idea that I could lose her again… it’s unbearable.

He was worth waiting for, even when I didn’t know he was coming into my life.

Oh, you do sweet, sweet things to me,” she whispered against his lips. “Hmm. Sweet wasn’t my first thought.

But this was magic, something meant to be, as if some kisses could change the trajectory of the universe.

But still she stood, ready to get back at it. Badass and admirable.

There was just something about a Delta boy. Physically, they were as good as men came. But add the whole warrior, protector, save-the-world attitude. Yeah, it worked for her.

You’re gorgeous. You’re sexy. You’re … asking me to cut that dress off you? I’m praying for strength.

God, woman.” He closed his fist, not bothering to count off the dozens of other things she shouldn’t do. “You give me heartburn.”“No. Those are orgasms I give you, baby.