“Well, boo, how does bacon sound?” “Bacon sounds great, but you can’t call me boo.” “Why not?” “Because you’re not a rapper, and I’m not your shorty.” — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“I thought that I’d found my new favorite hobby—watching Tristan cook anything at all. “Bev has this really great frilly pink apron,” I told him. “What would I have to do to get you to wear it while you cook… — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“I fell in love with your eyes first because I looked into their depths and saw the other half of my soul.” — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“I want you to let go. i want you to submit. I want to make you lose your mind. I want you to be… — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“She opened for me, every part of her available and soft for me. Except her heart, I thought. That she had closed to me,… — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“Not you. I love any touch from you. It feels caring, and I want that. I want so much for you to care for… — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“There’s not an ounce of dirt on you, sweetheart. You have the purest heart I’ve ever known.” — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“Somewhere, in the great expanse of space, There is a home where souls reside, Yours and mine were joined together I have not moved… — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“Frankie and Estella want your sperm for their baby,” I began. He blinked , then bent down and kissed me on the nose. “Will… — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“Don't foist your body image issues on me, mate. I'm sexy. When I want a six pack, I go to the liquor store.” — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“Well, boo, how does bacon sound?” “Bacon sounds great, but you can’t call me boo.” “Why not?” “Because you’re not a rapper, and I’m… — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
