“How many strokes does it take?" "One. Two. Three." "Four. Five..." "Six." "Seven. Eight." "Nine." "What if Daddy. Ten. Finds out what I did. Eleven. To his innocent little girl?" "Twelve." "This is what you do to me. Feel it.… — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“You were expecting to see Drake Junior?" He clucked his tongue at her. "You haven't even bought me dinner yet.” — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“Even though my finger will probably get all infected now and swell up like a bloated corpse, I want you to know that I'll… — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“I like to think it's a nice trade off for wanting to kill everything. And, I do suck...but only for you and only if… — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“His gaze fell to her lips then lingered on her neck. "As you so invitingly put it, I'd be too busy chewing on people."… — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“I’m not interested in any other man’s G-string. In fact,” she slipped her hands down the back of his pants and squeezed his tight,… — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“Dude, the whole Drake coming out of the closet routine is getting old. Get some new material. ~ Drake” — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“What?" his gruff voice scolded. "You were expecting to see Drake Junior?" He clucked his tongue at her. "You have'nt even bought me dinner… — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“Damn, you kill a few people here and there and suddenly everyone thinks you're a trouble maker." ~Drake” — Jennifer Turner Copy Share Image
“There's a moment when you realise all your worst fears have come true. When the fat girl stuffing her face in the corner finally recognises food gives her the comfort she can't find in anyone else. When the gorgeous man with the body of a god realises he changes women like shoes because he's scared one won't find enough reason… — Jennifer Turner Copy Share
