“Love comes in many forms. It’s not always sweet. Or comfortable. Sometimes it’s selfish and consuming. Volatile.” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Love comes in many forms. It’s not always sweet. Or comfortable. Sometimes it’s selfish and consuming. Volatile. It makes choices for you.… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“If you keep working that hot little tongue against mine, I’ll have no choice but to fuck you.” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Next time you bend over a table, I’m going to wrap all that hair around my fist and pull your head back. I want… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“How do you manage to see the best in everyone, Willa, but only the worst in yourself?” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“You might have seen us on YouTube. The Boo Squad? We get a lot of hits." "Was one of them in the head?” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Daniel?” “Tell me, sunshine.” Inhaling his scent like a lifeline, she leaned in and spoke urgently against his ear. “Take me home. Make it… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Don't argue with me about this." She scoffed. "Oh, this isn't an argument. That implies you might win.” — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“The sound of pages flipping, the call of a gull, along with the muffled roar of the ocean and Samantha’s humming…all of it worked… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Listen to me.” He waited for her nod. “You’re going to take me somewhere now where I can see you without your panties on.… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“That was for the hard-on I’ll be walking around with tonight. And you’ll goddamn wear the imprint of my hand on your ass for… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“ I decided when, where, and with whom my first time happened. No one made that decision for me. And I don’t regret it.… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“You said you loved me. No one has ever said that to me before and it meant something. So if you think I’m going… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“Who’s fucking you, Ginger?” She knew what he wanted to hear. Throwing her head back, she reveled in every word. “My man. My man… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
“One week? One week was your limit? You said as long as it takes , so where are you?” She swallowed around the tightness… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
