Mourning Lark Quotes

“Durga purred in pleasure at the wall of muscle at my back. Vilen held my eye and lifted one side of his mouth in a smile. Cocky. Durga liked that and batted her red eyes at him. I turned back to watch where I was going. I would not fall and embarrass myself because Durga wanted to make dough eyes at the giant man.”
― Jen Pretty, Mourning Lark

“I think I love him,” I said, interrupting Singh and Drew’s conversation about some sports thing. “Who?” Drew asked. Durga rolled in my stomach, sloshing wine back up my throat but I swallowed it down and soldiered on. “Vincent,” I said. “He is so pretty with his eyes and his jaw and his nose. He looks amazing with his shirt off. I want to eat him up.”
― Jen Pretty, Mourning Lark