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*rolls eyes* "Her breath and her body were one. There was inside and no outside, no difference between his skin and hers. No up or down. No earth or sky. Just this swirling oneness, dizzying as the fall of snowflakes."

My, I can't recall the last time Michele and I went so sideways on a book. Either that or she hasn't read enough romance to be irritated over the constant Big Misunderstandings :P

"Her breath quickened as a plume of desire slithered up from her centre. She squeezed her thighs against the weakness, waiting for his touch...Men were all helpless that way, led by their staffs to drink at a woman's well, else how would a woman live?"