He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect... - Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell
"He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew."
"He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew."
"My nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my neck. He kept going until he reached the bottom of the dress’s V-neck. I let out a small gasp, and he kissed all around the neckline, just enough to tease."
"What were you thinking?"I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you know how much trouble you may have gotten me in?"Adrian grinned. "Nah. They all feel bad for you. You'll achieve martyrdom after dancing with a mean, wicked vampire. Job security with the Alchemists."
"Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding."“Why are they all high-calorie foods?"
"Piece of Heaven?""No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking."
"Everything about her has to do with me."