“There is a volcanic thundering deep within my abdomen trailing to my belly meeting butterflies. They emerge from my throat, become trapped beneath my tongue, only to escape with each stifled gasp. I open my mouth wide and scream, bursting… — Susan Marie Copy Share Image
Skip meeting him? The butterflies, the pounding heart, the blushing? The part where you enter each other's magnetic fields for the first time, and it's like invisble lines of energy are drawing you together- — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
