I’d seen little chunks of light from the dark, somber man that I’d met, but once I’d broken through his impressive walls, he blazed with his own light, his own heat, and the incredible warmth of his k...
It wasn’t perfect: so what? Life isn’t perfect: life is what happens while you’re waiting for your moment in the sun and if you miss it, waiting instead for the perfect illusion that Hollywood sells,...
It hurt so badly to be away from you. I suppose if my parents’ marriage taught me anything, it was not to be the person who was left behind. So I ran, afraid that you would run first, sooner or later.
I wondered if he’d appreciate my help: maybe if I attacked her with a pool chair and beat her into putty, she’d be distracted enough to leave him alone.
I was thinking about eating you, Chief, but as you’re such a stubborn, annoying man, who makes me pissed with everything other sentence he utters from between his beautiful, badly-behaved likps, I tho...
I stared at him doubtfully. The boy I’d known would never have hurt me—but he was long gone. I didn’t know who Sebastian was anymore—he was a stranger.
I preferred my Papa’s version: ‘Rules are for the obedience of fools and the guidance of wise men’. A
I love you, Torrey Delaney. You don’t have to say it back to me, but I love you. I didn’t believe life was worth living until I met you. I’m so, so happy I was wrong.
I had two weeks of memories that shone as insubstantial as my dreams, and fifty long weeks to wait for my life to start again.
I drove without a destination, idly wondering what problems troubled other drivers locked in their glass and metal worlds, individual and isolated. Were they pondering the meaning of life, itemizing s...
God, Aimee, we’ll make it work, he growled out against my skin. I know we can make it work. Don’t ever leave me again. Please, baby, please.
Erotic is…when I use a feather … Kinky is when you use the whole chicken.
Don’t know what you see in him.She shrugged. He’s pretty, and when he goes down on me, I cum like a volcano.
Don’t it bother you? Sittin’ here with … with someone like me?
Do you want kids? I asked tentatively. It’s just you’ve never said anything before. Kes paused as he kicked off his pants. His eyes were guarded when he replied. Don’t you? I do. I think I do. Not yet...
Come on, Aimee! If it’s not Kes hauling you off to have his wicked way with you, then you’re giving him these scorching looks across the bonfire. Hell, it makes me want to go take a cold shower, which...
But then again, perhaps life is what happens when you least expect it.
Beautiful woman, I want to make love to you, he said, huskily. God, I want you so bad right now.
An odd coughing sound came out of me, and I realized I was almost laughing. The recognition hurt my chest, and I stopped immediately. I didn’t deserve to laugh.
You’ve always been my girl, Aimee. The only one who ever mattered. You know that, right?