“Neat categories of valid relationships that everyone understood, phrases of belonging that could be etched concisely onto tombstones: beloved son, devoted wife. There were even rules for how to grieve people in each category, how many months to wear a… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“The man meant to stay here, to meddle and talk and distract; he planned to smell good and be handsome and obviously Lawrence should… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“That was how it was when your soul was in pieces and somebody else had one of them. Only when you were together would… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“Lawrence had a hard time attending to the man’s words. Turner himself was as much an intrusion as his stacks. Lawrence’s gaze drifted unwillingly… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“He took hold of Jack’s collar and bent down for a kiss. With each stroke of his tongue he thought, This is ours. It… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“So, is this to be a business arrangement?” “No! Of course not. I want to share my meals and my bed and my life… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“You’re mine,” Jack repeated, dusting kisses along Oliver’s jaw. “I’ve tried being without you, and it’s not any good, Oliver.” “It really isn’t,” Oliver… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“He couldn't be serious and stern with a man who had ducklings in his hair, or who talked to baby birds like they were… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“When you smile I want to do awful things to you,” Oliver said, leering wolfishly. “A lucky coincidence, because when I’m smiling it’s because… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“Nobody had been more surprised than Jack to discover that when he was happy, he wanted to make others happy. What a soggy lot… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
“But it wasn’t fear or curiosity that Lawrence read in Turner’s gaze. He was familiar with both those expressions, and this wasn’t either of… — Cat Sebastian Copy Share Image
