“As many times as I blink I'll think of you tonight.”
“Tomorrow,"he ground out, "you'll be my wife."Her eyes blinked in agreement."But tonight, I'll make you my mate."~Dante”
“And he wrote, "When the moon rises tonight think of me and I'll think of you.”
“I shrug. "I'll probably mention that I'm in love with you."He chuckles. "Only you would say that in such a I-think-I'll-wash-my-hair-tonight tone.”
“I smiled, and you winked. I think. Perhaps you merely blink with one eye at a time.”
“You're not afraid I'll kill you tonight?""Like I couldn't take you.”