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“I’ll wait for you to find me again. So don’t take too long.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“Fine. But remember, little rabbit, not a word to anyone." He moved close enough that the dark heat of him lapped against her in a quiet threat that made her glad for the blade. "I'm not a nice man when I'm angry."
She held her position, a ragged attempt to erase the humiliation of the panic attack. "I'm fairly certain you're not a nice man at all."
His answer was a slow smile that whispered of silk sheets, erotic whispers, and sweat-damp skin. The unhidden intent of it had her heart slamming hard against her ribs. "No" she said. Voice raw.
"A challenge.â€� He wasn't touching her and yet she felt caressed by a thousand ropes of fur, soft and lush and unmistakably sexual. "I accept”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“Some women,â€� Dahariel said in that same hard tone devoid of any hint of humanity, “get
under a man’s skin until digging them out makes you bleed.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade