“There was something about Ronin, being so close with her face pressed against the soft flannel covering his chest. There was something about the way his heartbeat and his breathing echoed through his body, the slight movement of him slowly… — Sibylla Matilde Copy Share Image
“He gathered her carefully into his arms, tucking her head into his shoulder and aligning her frozen limbs with his. She felt stiff enough to shatter, but bit by bit, her muscles began to relax until she lay pliant against… — Norah Wilson Copy Share Image
