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1 " He tasted like coffee and spice, and as his hot mouth caressed hers, all she could do was kiss back, hungrily seeking everything he offered. "
― Katherine McIntyre , Forged Futures (Tribal Spirits #4)
2 " She glanced to him and patted the seat beside her. “I only bite on Tuesdays. You’re safe. "
3 " Those are some horror movie last words,” Lana said, clutching the folder she held even tighter. “Don’t finish with ‘I’ll be right back’ or you’re a goner. "
4 " We’ll create some new memories,” Ally said. “Like setting their secret lairs on fire and roasting marshmallows over the wreckage. "
5 " Lana intertwined her fingers through his. “That’s all we can ever do. Try,” she responded, her voice hushed. “Try to hold on to those moments that flicker like candlelight with the people we care about. You and I both know they don’t always last. "
6 " You’re coming back to me,” Lana affirmed with a steadiness that didn’t reflect in those eyes, the shade of sunlit meadows. "
7 " She was two steps from vomiting on the lawn, yet here she stood sounding like a homicidal maniac. "