#daemon

At least I don't look like a Christmas tree." "You look like the star atop the tree. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#compliment #daemon #heartwarming #katy #sweet

Am I glowing?" "Like a Christmas tree." "Not just the star?" The bed moved a little, and I felt his hand brush my arm. "No. You're super bright. It's kind of like looking at the sun. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#daemon #honesty #katy #sweet-moment #christmas

Look at the time." I tipped my chin toward the clock. "It's past midnight. It's January second. You lost." For several moments he stared at the clock like it was an Arum he was about to blast into the next county and then his eyes found mine. Daemon smiled. "No. I didn't lose. I still won. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#katy #sweet #sweet

The arrogant half smile I disliked so much tipped up one corner of his swollen lips. “You’re barely glowing now. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#obsidian #arrogance

Honestly, as much as I love my brother, I’m not sure how I feel about him hanging out in your bedroom.” He reached out with a muscular arm and used his fingers to brush a few strands of hair off my cheek, tucking them behind my ear. I shivered, and he smiled. “I feel like I need to mark my territory.” “Shut up.” “Oh, I love it when you get all bossy-pants. It’s sexy. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#funny #katy #funny