Sabine gestured to him with the half-eaten crust. "I like him. Not sure why he's wasting his time with the pole dancer,… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“Yeah.” I took another deep breath. “I’m gonna die, Emma.” “You mean eventually, right?” She blinked, and I could tell it hadn’t… — rachel vincent Copy Share Image
“My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, mooth and hard, and... "Give it a rest,… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
