“You’re ridiculous—” Heat crept up my face. “Well, you’re a pompous ass.” — Priya Kanaparti Copy Share Image
“Dean was not in love with himself. He was beyond stalker-obsessed.” — Priya Kanaparti Copy Share Image
“Shit, there goes our chance at winning.” Pey laughed. “A cocky quarterback that’s in love with himself. We’ll be lucky if you… — Priya Kanaparti Copy Share Image
“Ah hell, this was bad. Double-chocolate-chips-goes-to-my-hips kinda bad.” — Priya Kanaparti Copy Share Image
“Ah hell, this was bad. Double-chocolate-chips-to-my-hips kinda bad.” — Priya Kanaparti Copy Share Image
