Don't cut it," he said gruffly. "But no one'll see my tattoos if I don't. " "Wear it up. " -Dimitri, Rose, Dimitri
You hit me the instant I saw you. " he said, gruffly. "I couldn't look away. I wanted you immediately. Excessively. Almost violently.
I made it," you said, gruffly, "for you. " You shoved it onto my finger. It was roughly carved, shaped from a lump of something colourful and cold. . . a ring made entirely from a gemstone. It was beautiful. It glinted emerald greens and blood reds over my skin, and had tiny flecks of gold catching the light. I couldn't stop staring at it. "Why?" I asked. You didn't answer that. Instead you touched the ring gently and looked piercingly at me, unsaid questions in your eyes.
Sophie, honey, stop looking at me like that,” Garrett said gruffly. “You’ll have me convinced I’m going to die. ” “You’re not?