Favorite Quote Friday
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I thought, instead of a quote, I would post a brief excerpt for today's Favorite Quote Friday segment. It's taken from Darkness Dawns, Book 1 in my Immortal Guardians series, and is told from Roland's point of view while he tends Sarah's injured hand shortly after she discovers he isn't your ordinary, everyday guy. ;-)
Her heart began to race, the sound easily detected by his immortal ears.
He raised his eyes, met hers. “Am I hurting you?”
“No,” she answered, her voice a little breathless.
Not pain. “Am I scaring you?” he asked, still stroking.
Not fear. “Your pulse is racing.”
“It is?” She licked her lips.
His eyes followed the motion, the sight of that small pink tongue moistening her full lower lip speeding his own pulse until it nearly matched hers. “My senses are heightened. I can hear it.”
Her eyes widened. “You can’t read my thoughts, can you?”
“Thank goodness,” she whispered and his interest spiked.
“Why? What would they tell me if I could?” Something naughty, he hoped.
“Nothing.” Yet she blushed as she said it.
Gently extracting her hand from his, she pressed it to his muscled chest above his heart.
Roland sucked in a sharp breath.
“You have a heartbeat.”
He nodded, caught off guard by her tender touch. “I’m not dead. Or undead as I believe much of the vampire lore claims.”
She slid her hand up his chest, over his collarbone, and splayed her fingers on his neck.
The strength of the desire that small caress inspired shocked him.
“Your pulse is racing, too,” she said softly.
And it certainly wasn’t because he was afraid of her.