“I love you,” Maya whispers. Lucía glances back at Maya. Their eyes catch, and they both smile, secrets kept between their lips, inside jokes still caught in their gaze. “I love you, too.” — Addison Lane Copy Share Image
“Lucía snorts. “They think we’re doing it.” “We could always prove them right.” “Not until I’ve taken twenty showers, we cannot.” — Addison Lane Copy Share Image
“The stranger’s eyes gleamed with impossible knowings, as though he had seen the first creature crawl onto the land, the first leaves unfurl, the… — Addison Lane Copy Share Image
“I love you,” Maya whispers. Lucía glances back at Maya. Their eyes catch, and they both smile, secrets kept between their lips, inside jokes… — Addison Lane Copy Share Image
“Lucía snorts. “They think we’re doing it.” “We could always prove them right.” “Not until I’ve taken twenty showers, we cannot.” — Addison Lane Copy Share Image
“It was a scent that suggested someone more Minotaur than Theseus, more Grendel than Beowulf, and Nova wanted to go deeper into the monster’s… — Addison Lane Copy Share Image
