“I thought that one was going to hit me,” I said, watching the disappointed girl stalk off into the crowd. “Being your… — Kylie Scott Copy Share Image
“No problem.” His hand smacked into my ass, making me jump. Then, fingers lazily scratching at stubble, he sauntered into the bathroom.… — Kylie Scott Copy Share Image
“I seem to be immune," I replied. "And luckily, I know what a real kiss should feel like." I left him standing… — Leigh Bardugo Copy Share Image
“I would have been different too, without you. Weaker, reckless.” He smiled slightly. “Afraid of the dark.” He brushed the tears from… — Leigh Bardugo Copy Share Image
“I’m sensitive. I’m nothing but a big ball of mushy sensitive stuff inside. Tell her, pumpkin.” “Your son is very sensitive,” I… — Kylie Scott Copy Share Image
