I am sorry," I whispered to Reyes.He wrapped his long fingers around my neck and buried his face in my hair. He smelled like a lightening storm. His emotions electricity. His body the desert after a rain. Fresh. Starkly beautiful. Dangerous."Are you okay?" he asked, his breath on my neck."I am now.
-Darynda Jones
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