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“Why would he do that? I thought--he said--he loved me." "As if I needed a reason to hate him more," Asher muttered, avoiding my gaze.”
― Jocelyn Davies, A Fractured Light

“Fuck, honey. You taste so good. We taste so good together...”
― Sibylla Matilde, Little Conversations

“She was his. The love of his life. Forever.”
― Sibylla Matilde, Little Conversations

“Fuck sleep. I need you way more than I need sleep.”
― Sibylla Matilde, Little Conversations

“It’s kind of romantic with unrequited love. A big, strong, sexy hero. A fight to the death.â€� She sighed wistfully. Slowly and thoughtfully, she traced his strong jaw with her fingertip. “You’d make a good Orion,â€� she murmured absentmindedly.

Ronin raised an eyebrow, and, realizing that she’d said that out loud, she buried her face in his shoulder.

“Umm� shit…� she whispered. “It’s getting pretty late and I have to work tomorrow. I should probably, um� yeah.�

Neither of them spoke after that, both lost in their own thoughts. Devin contemplated the need to work on her verbal filter, rather mortified by her offhanded Orion comment. But, honestly, Ronin was exactly how she pictured Orion when she was a little girl. Big and stoic, muscular with a strong jaw, a fierce build. A mighty Greek hero.”
― Sibylla Matilde, Little Conversations

“You're with me, baby. When you're with me, I want you to know it. Say my name, Devin.”
― Sibylla Matilde, Little Conversations

“Don’t pull back,â€� she whispered a hair’s breadth from his lips. “I need this. I need…â€� The words evaporated in her throat as she focused on his lips, so she simply touched them with her own. Softly, slowly, she kissed him. For a moment, she feared he would push her away. And then his mouth moved faintly against hers. His tongue grazed her lips, and he turned his head to deepen the kiss. For the first time in forever, everything felt so incredibly right.

“You,â€� she exhaled into his mouth. “I needâ€� you.”
― Sibylla Matilde, Little Conversations