“When he wakes up," Daniel murmured gently, "I'm going to punch him in the throat.” — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Tiny gold sparks flared in his irises. "You're in my rooms in my bathtub naked and you're still mouthing off." Did he expect anything different? "Hey, I didn't kick or punch you in the throat. I consider this progress. And… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
