The Stowaway || Thomas Shelby / Alfie Solomons
"So many details came into focus. The shape of his lips, the line of his neck. "I'm not dangerous," I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. "You are to me." And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing. I closed my eyes, and the world around me faded." -Richelle Mead, [The Indigo Spell] *** [STOW·A·WAY] ˈstōə...