“Samantha: You love me? Alex: Yes, I love you. Samantha: I love you. Can you tell me again when I'm not on pain medicine? Alex: I'll tell you every day. Samantha: Maybe twice a day? Alex: A hundred times a… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“You love me?” My brain was mush and I wasn’t sure if it was from his words or the pain pill. Yes, I love you.” His eyes bored into mine. “ I love you.” I traced his cheek with my… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“He tasted like a dark, decadent dessert. I had a feeling I could live on that taste alone for months; that his kiss was… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Are you upset that you can’t stomp around like a caveman and pee on my leg?” I poked his shoulder. “I’m not a tree,… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“You sure are determined to get his clothes off." She shook her head. "I am not!" My words were a little too loud. Great.… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“...I understand that at times, life takes us in different directions than we planned.” — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“And here I was excited to get somewhere I could drink milk out of the carton while wearing my underwear.” “You drink milk out… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Who died in the shop and how does it already smell like something has been decaying in the hot sun?" "Oh, you know us.… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Alex landed on my carefully laid trap. "Pay up Prince Yummy." The nickname burst out of my mouth as I mentally screamed in slow… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Where’s the normally grumpy Samantha this morning? Is there a coffeepot in your room?” “Spring is definitely on its way,” Margie said. Her back… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Did you really just ask if I had a boyfriend?" I laughed. "Apparently not very smoothly." He laughed.” — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Ree felt the power bubbling up inside of her, but she had no idea what to do with it all. Could she lean out… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“You're it for me. I knew it the moment I saw you tell of the maitre d' at the restaurant. Do you understand? You're… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“The three hours of sleep I had managed to get did not go well with my hatred for mornings.” — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
