“Tongues tangle together. Breathing is secondary in this moment. All that matters is the feel of his lips on me, his hands tangling themselves in my hair, the way his body crushes against mine. “Invite me into your room, Delia.” — Teagan Hunter Copy Share Image
“Then the burger…and the mozzarella sticks. Maybe the Mediterranean flatbread too.” — Teagan Hunter Copy Share
“Me: Cake, brownies, ice cream? GO! Zach: Yes. Me: NO! Pick one! HURRY Me: I’m at the store getting ready to check out and… — Teagan Hunter Copy Share
“He touched my ass cheek, Delia. Your hand was on my dick and he touched my fucking ass cheek.” — Teagan Hunter Copy Share
“Will you go on a second date with me?” “We’re still in the middle of our first date, Zach. You can’t just ask me… — Teagan Hunter Copy Share
“Tongues tangle together. Breathing is secondary in this moment. All that matters is the feel of his lips on me, his hands tangling themselves… — Teagan Hunter Copy Share
“I could love you one day, Zach,” I whisper against his mouth. “I think it’s too late for me, Delia.” — Teagan Hunter Copy Share
“He chuckles. “Yeah, we can split, but we’re getting fried green beans too.” — Teagan Hunter Copy Share
