And I have to post one of my favorite bits.
“I can’t believe this,” she said again, shaking her head. I won’t.
“Why?” He stroked her hair back from her face, his hands gentle, so gentle and warm and strong.
“Because it’s too late.” The tears blinding her spilled over and she murmured, “It’s too late for me. I’ve fallen.”
“It’s not too late . . . I’ve got you. I won’t let you fall.”
Also, there’s a review and contest up at Vampire Book Club… 🙂