SWOON Thursday (#9): Dearly, Departed by Lia Habel

Hosted by YA Bound

From the book you’re currently reading, or one you just finished, tell us what made you SWOON. What got your heart pounding, your skin tingling, and your stomach fluttering. Shout it out on Twitter with the hashtag #YABound, post it here in the comments, or grab the adorable button above and share it on your blog! We want to know :-)

Here's mine:

Bram folded his arms over his chest. He didn't fight it as I traced his lips, his chin, the top half of his throat. he did catch my hand before it ventured any lower, though. My tongue flattened against the roof of my mouth as I kept my eyes on his, letting him do what he wanted.

He kissed my satin-robed wrist, over the glove's buttoned opening, and dropped my hand.

In that moment, I found him fully, absolutely beautiful. The way he kissed me was so honest; the way he stood there, calmly embodying his own space, was attractive in that it simply was. He just was, when he shouldn't be.

- Dearly, Departed SWOON #YABound

Teaser Tuesday (#9): Dearly, Departed by Lia Habel

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

My Teaser (it's a day late, sorry!):

There was definitely something outside. Talking, the crunch of gravel.

My heart pounding, I moved stealthily over to the window, like I had the night before. The noise stopped by the time I got there.

But I'd definitely heard something.

I held my breath, steeling myself. I would look out to assure myself, just as I had the night before. Nothing there then, nothing there now. Probably just some little boys playing in the dark.

I parted the curtains.

- Dearly, Departed by Lia Habel, Page 56