Thursday, December 23, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
You know that something has hit a chord when you realise you're crying without noticing it as you read.
She felt his body spread over hers.
"I'm going to make love to you now, Molly," he said.
She nodded her head. There weren't any words she wanted to get out. Her face felt wet.
"You don't have to worry about anything, ok? Don't worry."
That's from Charlotte Stein's Ever Unknown in Total-E-Bound's Master Me, sent to me by the incredibly kind Justine Elyot, who is currently offering joy to the world in the form of book giveaways, check her out.
But. You don't have to worry about anything. I just can't even imagine.