Quotes About Six-foot-seven

she liked to understand the whole arc of a story, especially when it came in the shape of a six-foot-seven man her beloved sister had brought into their family.

He wasn't even a man. He was a six-foot-seven behemoth of hotness. A fae warrior king who was frustrating, implacable, Powerful with a capital P, and fiercely noble in a way she'd never encountered. Every time she looked into his spring-green eyes, her belly fluttered. Actually fluttered. Rose wanted him. And for once, she didn't feel like giving up so easily.