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I close the slight distance between us and brush my lips against, softly at first, but when his hand reaches up and knots in my hair, anchoring me against him, there is nothing soft about it. We kiss like we’re trying to prove a point, though I can’t remember quite what it is anymore
Ash Princess by Laura Sebastian (CH.17) (Out June 14th 2018)
"What were your kisses, then? Vengeance?" The wall of flames shimmered away. Anger still flared inside me, but now it was mixed with something else. Something I couldn't push away, despite fury. Want. "They were nothing." I lied. They meant nothing
The Star-Crossed Queen by Roshani Chokshi (pg.164)
He dug inside the back pocket of his jeans and produced a gold foil packet without looking the least bit sheepish. "You're sure of yourself, cowboy," she said as he slid onto the bed with her.
One Hot Summer - Kat French (p.136)
"You're top of my list, cowboy." "You have a list?" She liked his easy, lighthearted way. "I've just started one. You're the only man on it so far."
One Hot Summer - Kat French (p.92)
He was plenty hot in regular clothes—jeans and t-shirts. But in spandex pants, I felt like he ought to be a controlled substance. I actually felt my skin flushing as I watched him moving fluidly across the field. He might as well have been the only player out there—or the only other person in the whole stadium—as far as I was concerned.
Starstruck - Brenda Hiatt (pg.51)
She wasn't much more into football than I was, except for the opportunity it gave her to watch cute boys in tight pants.
Starstruck - Brenda Hiatt (pg. 53)
His shoulders sagged as he stepped back. Then a half smile made the edge of his lips crook. "You're mad at me.' "And that's amusing because?" The half smile spread into a lopsided grin, and he stood up straighter. "You wouldn't be mad if you didn't care. I'm on to you..."
Grave Dance - Kalayna Price (pg.132)
The kiss was tinged with hints of desperation, colored by their personal history, made intimate by their knowledge of each other. It was the most intense, shockingly personal connection of her life.
Sleepless in Manhattan - Sarah Morgan (p.164)
