“When George spotted the pinup girl of his fondest fantasies across that cheesy bar, he had no idea what his pickup line… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Edward kissed her for the first time in months without that hazy veil between them. And this kiss was so different, so… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Morgan closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Maybe you’re right,” she sighed, “We should probably wait.” Owen drew back, and… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Edward chuckled into her mouth. “Like that, do you?” he murmured. “So do I.” ” — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“ "Take your hair down," he croaked, his voice deep even to his own ears. She blinked, and reached up to pull… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“When George spotted the pinup girl of his fondest fantasies across that cheesy bar, he had no idea what his pickup line was going… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Well, I am also pretty confident that I’ve got your number,” Jake told her, glancing at her again. Could eyes dance? Because his baby-blues… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“…Jake caught the briefest glimpse of a demure set of pale pink lingerie, and then Molly was airborne—jumping feet-first into the deep end. She… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Edward kissed her for the first time in months without that hazy veil between them. And this kiss was so different, so pure and… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Charlie stood there like a stone monolith, blinking at his friend. Former friend? Christ. Eventually, he managed to utter, “So it’s like that, then?”… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Owen folded his arms around Morgan to steady her when she crashed into him, and was enveloped by her scent, her warm softness. When… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Morgan closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Maybe you’re right,” she sighed, “We should probably wait.” Owen drew back, and she could… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Edward chuckled into her mouth. “Like that, do you?” he murmured. “So do I.” ” — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“Packing some heat there, aren’t you Officer?” Jake looked down and yanked on the hem of his blazer. “Don’t you worry about that, miss,”… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
“ "Take your hair down," he croaked, his voice deep even to his own ears. She blinked, and reached up to pull the elastic… — Kristen Casey Copy Share Image
