“When a guy like that kisses you, it doesn’t matter if you’re important or special. All that matters is that it’s you he’s kissing, and man, was he kissing the shit out of you.” — Jay Crownover Copy Share Image
“He imagined another man kissing her, touching her, his fingers trailing across that fine, pale skin . . . Then he imagined himself breaking the man’s fingers. One by one.” — Anna Bradley Copy Share Image
