Mine. He Was Mine, And Not Even

I Don't Like It When I Outweigh My Men.

She Was On The Far Side, Leaving Two Cold Feet Of Mattress Between Them. He Knew That She'd Fall Asleep Like That... And Then Gradually Move Over Until She Was Plastered Against Him. Then He Could Go To Sleep, Too.

There Isn’t A Person In This City More Dangerous Than A Wolf Whose Mate Is In Danger.

Trying Is Always Enough.

Bran Was Stripping Her Futon Down To The Bare Mattress When She Entered Her Apartment. It Was Sort Of Like Watching The President Mowing The White House Lawn Or Taking Out The Trash.