“If I didn't have Lincoln's butt to stare at the whole time, motivation would be a lot harder to come by.” — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“It's going to be like an...aura, I guess." He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "Explain?" "Like even though there are outside forces pushing through the walls, in here it's like a bubble of goodness. Like coming home." I could feel him smiling and it encouraged me to elaborate. "When I think of how others would see it,… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share
“Linc?" "Yeah." "About the other thing my dad said to you," I cringed. "What else is he supposed to think?" he asked,… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“Linc, I have no idea what you're talking about. I actually thought that was kind of unbelievable as far as kisses go." I was glad we were in the dark and he couldn't see me blushing. He made a sound somewhere between a sigh and a growl of frustration. He pulled me in for a hug, which I fell into,… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share
I'm tipsy." I corrected, "and it's my birthday and I want to dance. Come one, Linc, it won't kill you. — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“I pushed passed him. He grabbed my hand and swung me back towards him. Then he pushed me against the wall and... he kissed me. He ran his thumb along my jawline and down my throat, hips pinning me to the wall. He kissed me slowly and with intensity, and once I got over the mind-numbing shock and comprehended what… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share
“Dad, youre so far off the mark I can't even...Lincoln hasn't pressured me at all!" I grabbed my bag and heaved it… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
