“Fucking hell, Jude. You can see how cold my nipples are in this, and these black jeans are so tight that if I take them off there'll be an imprint of my dick on them. Is it puritanical to not… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
“The truth is that I will always need you more than you need me. It’s also the truth that I’m not a good bet… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
“He stares at me. “So you’re telling me that you obey all my orders, because honestly that would be news to me?” “I always… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
“Listen to me very carefully, and think hard about what happens if you go over my head to do something for me that you… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
“To: Gabe Foster From: Dylan Mitchell I have prepared the fourth pot of coffee for you to taste. I pray that this one meets… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
“Gabe, you’re sick, and much as you’re a shithead sometimes, I’ve trained you to be a fairly acceptable shithead to me. If you died… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
“He huffs. “Well, because of Phillip. Oh, I’m sorry.” He puts his hand over his mouth. “Was I not allowed to say his name?”… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
“Sometimes we think that a certain path in life is the way we have to go. We see other routes, but we avoid them… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
“Fucking hell, Jude. You can see how cold my nipples are in this, and these black jeans are so tight that if I take… — Lily Morton Copy Share Image
