You taste like mine.

A kiss unlike any other kiss. There was no denying that.

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.

I don’t know if these are last words or ones that I’ll remember.

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.