Friday, November 14, 2014

Quote of the Day

He glanced at me, his eyes dark. "Would you rather talk about your dream?"

"Considering that I was featured in it, I think I deserve to know the particulars. Were my clothes missing because we were in bed? Was I touching you?" He glanced at me. His voice could've melted clothes off my body. "Were you touching me?"

I shouldn't have gotten into his car. I should've taken a separate vehicle.
"Cat got your tongue, Nevada?"
"No, we weren't in bed. I was pushing you off a cliff to your death."

Burn For Me by Ilona Andrews. 

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