“We had another game where he was the doctor making a house call and I was the proper Victorian lady besieged by hysteria (also known as sexual frustration) which could only be relieved by a paroxysm (also known as an… — Melanie Harlow Copy Share Image
“I lost my chance with you then, and maybe I deserved to, for being too scared to speak up and tell you how I… — Melanie Harlow Copy Share Image
“There can’t be anything between us.” “There’s already something between us.” — Melanie Harlow Copy Share Image
“I don’t care what anyone says. I’ve loved you since the day I met you, and I’ll love you until the day I die.… — Melanie Harlow Copy Share Image
“I felt like two halves of me were splitting apart—one wanted so badly to be granted that second chance at loving someone and allowing… — Melanie Harlow Copy Share Image
“Phone sex- I was a virgin. Lucas claimed he was as well, although he'd always had a dirty mouth- it was one of the… — Melanie Harlow Copy Share Image
“What are you feeling?” he asked quietly. “Like I wish things were different right now.” I shrugged helplessly, giving in to it. “For us.… — Melanie Harlow Copy Share Image
“It was snowing the day we met. February twenty-fifth. A Tuesday. You were wearing a black shirt with a picture of a pineapple on… — Melanie Harlow Copy Share Image
