“If I weren't out of my mind at this second, I would've sworn he nuzzled my temple.”

“Within a few short hours, he nearly had me agreeing to try deer jerky for the first time. Almost. If it weren't for Cam continuously whispering "Bambi" in my ear every couple of minutes, I would've caved.”

“His voice was low, and I think he would've been hot if he weren't radiating that air of "I Am Super Evil--No, Really--And Not In The Sexy Way.”

“I nuzzle up against him, eyes closed, my nose at his throat, drinking in his sexy Christian-and-spiced-musky bodywash fragrance, my head on his shoulder. I let my mind drift, and I allow myself to fantasize that he loves me. Oh, and it's so real, tanglible almost, and a small part of my nasty harpy subconscious acts completely out of character and dares to hope.”

“You overestimate my interest in you," Loki grinned broadly. "I prefer my Princesses in unsoiled pajamas."My clothes would've been relatively clean if it weren't for the blood on my sweater and some dirt on my knees. I was sure I was a mess, but it wasn't my fault."I'm sorry. I usually look much nicer after I take a beating," I said, and his smile faltered.”

“He nuzzles my neck affectionately. "I love you. I'm happier right now than I ever remember being.”