“Noel ducked to the lower cabinets – a percussion of pots and pans clanged into each other. “Are you intentionally trying not to listen to me?” His head popped above the counter. “I resent that. I’m a great listener. Just… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“That horrible stinging sensation returned, the muscles behind my eyes straining as the first tear began to fall. “I’m scared, too. For eighteen months now, I’ve lived in terror, fearing everything and everyone. I don’t want to be scared anymore. The only time I’ve ever felt safe is in your arms. I love you, and I just want to let… — Devon Ashley Copy Share
“Emily smiled mischievously. "Your engagement was a rainy day occurrence? Afraid she would say no on a good day?” — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“With a firm hushed tone, she replied, "Just let him go. Women like Anne will always be the best choice for our lifestyle" "Well,… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“Sophie stood there all perky with her hands on her hips in a model-like stance, and a smile that showed way too many pearly whites…and a helium balloon that shouted It’s A Boy!!! “Nice balloon, Sophie,” he said, slightly amused. “What?” she asked, all innocently. “They were out of Get Well.” The hell they were. This little stunt was so… — Devon Ashley Copy Share
“Eyeing me playfully, he tossed a rock back and forth between his hands. “Was that an accident, or do you have a wet t-shirt… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“I have to go, Jenna", he whispered, sounding shaky, like he questioned the decision himself. He released the hold and squatted to retrieve his bag, leaving me to sway in the air, ready to collapse any second, as he walked away forever. And it ate me up inside. Forever. "Evan?" "Yeah?" he answered, turning back as his hand gripped the… — Devon Ashley Copy Share
“Why can't our existence be like the stars? Happily twinkling and dancing in the night sky, bringing light and entertainment to all who see?… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“Just for the record, the way to a man's heart isn't through his stomach, but through the best fucking blow job ever. You want… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“Shane was just leaving, too.” “What?” he cried. I slammed my palms flat against his body. Dear God, there were some nice ridges hiding… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“Noel ducked to the lower cabinets – a percussion of pots and pans clanged into each other. “Are you intentionally trying not to listen… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“Wow. You’re going to be a little more difficult to date than I anticipated.” I loosely crossed my arms and leaned against the door… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“Leave already, because I'm on the verge of hypothetically kicking my foot up your ass, and I doubt the pain of it will be… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
