Hey, baby, he said quietly, his eyes searching my face. I fucked up. I’m sorry. It killed me to hear those words, I’m sorry. Ever since I’d known him, I’d wanted Kes to apologize for something, anythi...
He didn’t care what people thought about the way he looked. He knew that his tats, his piercings, the way he dressed, gave people a giant fuck off message, and that suited him just fine. That shit was...
God, Caro. You make it all worthwhile, he said, kissing my hair. Thank God for you.
Every man in this room wants you, Caro. I’m so fucking proud, I can’t stop smiling.
Contemplating leaving everything I had ever known of one ill-advised hour of passionate lunacy.
Being close to death, I knew that I wanted to live. I wanted to experience it all. With Jack.
When we finished our catch up, I lay back and tried to sleep. But I kept thinking about what Kes had said: that Heaven for him was me and the carnival.
Well, Nicole, I was planning on taking her to bed and using her in ways that aren’t even mentioned in the Kama Sutra, but now you’ve told me that, I think I should go take a cold shower instead.
We were all like that in the carnival – mongrels who didn’t call any place home, but everywhere was our kingdom and the road was our right.
We had trust, yes, but the practicalities hadn’t changed. Our lives were thousands of miles apart, and our dreams didn’t seem to be any closer together either. Something would have to give. Or rather,...
This way, princess, and he ushered me inside. I plopped down into the enormous captain’s chair, staring at a dashboard that looked like it belonged on the Starship Enterprise. Kes pushed a button and...
There’s nothing to forgive … We fell in love: it’s not a crime.
No, I’m just allergic to cheating trollops—it makes me break out in sarcasm.
My most precious memories were closely guarded secrets and I only looked at them occasionally, taking them out of my Pandora’s Box of the past, to treasure and enjoy, then carefully replace and lock a...
Kes grinned, his eyes sliding to mine. Jealous? I huffed a little, but then admitted the truth. Yes, I’m jealous. His gaze softened. You don’t need to be, he said softly. Sorcha’s just a friend. That’...
Kes gave me his shy smile again and my heart was captured from that moment. I didn’t know it then; I didn’t understand what it meant, but whenever I looked at him, my skin felt warm, like my own perso...
I’m just allergic to cheating trollops – it makes me break out in sarcasm.
It’s hard to explain what those two weeks every summer meant to me. I lived for them, I breathed for them, and the rest of my life seemed to be spent waiting.
It’s a new day, he murmured against my flushed skin. Let’s just see where it takes us.
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