“We'll do the warm-up, and then we're moving into some core work.' She gaped. Her... core? 'Abdominals,' he clarified, and pink washed across his face. He cleared his throat. 'Filthy mind.' He flicked her cheek. 'Too much smut.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“What a filthy mind you have. Can’t imagine why you’re single with a brain as dirty as the one you’ve got.” — Lauren Dane Copy Share Image
