Heir to Sevenwaters

a tree is never just a tree, it is bigger and deeper and wiser than a girl like you will ever be.

If she were here I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her. I would hold her so close she'd beg me to let her breathe. I'd kiss her so hard she'd plead for mercy. I'd unfasten her clothing and lie with her on that hard bed, and what was between us would be as far above the ordinary congress between man and woman as the stars are above their pale reflections in the lake below.

I should have realized, when Cathal kissed me in the hallway, that my response was the first raindrop heralding a storm.

His touch was like a bard's on his instrument, and it awakened a deep and mysterious music in my body.

strung a small white stone with a hole in it. ‘This is more precious