“And oh, the oh my nape of the neck. The up-swept oh my nape of the neck. I could walk behind anyone and fall in love. Don’t stop. Don’t turn around.”

“Who was blowing on the nape of my neck.”

“He bit the nape of my neck and I moaned.”

“I have a confession.""Oh?""I can't get you off my mind."His statement robbed her of words. Heat spread down the nape of her neck. He was saying too much. ~Thomas to Chelise”

“Noah trailed a line of blazing kisses along the nape of neck, confusing my brain.”

“Won? He’s one of them! How exactly is that winning?”Michael shook his head, moved up behind her, and put his hands on her shoulders. He kissed the nape of her neck gently. “I don’t know, Eve. I’m just telling you what I heard. He got some kind of agreement out of the vampires. And it was because Amelie loved him.”“Yeah, loved him enough to kill him and turn him into a bloodsucking fiend,” Eve said grimly. “How sweet. Romance isn’t dead. Oh, wait. It is.”