“There's something wrong with that boy." Clay sounded mystified. "He's talented, ain't no one gonna argue that, but yeah... something." Sweaty, tired, and sore, Romeo sat on the mat in the massive martial arts center Clay owned with Jules and… — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“God.” Jules sighed longingly. “You don’t even know. That man’s hotter than Georgia asphalt in July.” — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“Cocky." "I won't deny it. Which is why this is weird for me," Romeo's voice lowered as he leaned into her. His warm breath… — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“I think it is physically impossible for you to be as naive as you’re acting,” — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“Can you find beauty in darkness, Eve?" Danny asked. She nodded. "Yes." "Then look for it," he said softly.” — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“Not my place to give you hell over your preference. Tits are awesome, but whatever.” — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“...he couldn't help but feel he was a little too young to consider forgoing sex for the rest of his life for the sake… — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“It was as if the blinders to his vision had been lifted and he wanted to make up for every moment the two of… — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“That's like the tenth time you've looked at your reflection in the past five minutes." Chuito narrowed dark eyes at her as he leaned forward from his seat in the back and contemplated Jules. "Do you have a crush on me?" ... Chuito got out of the car, studying Jules fussing with her outfit. "I was joking, but now you… — Kele Moon Copy Share
“Life would have been easier if he'd never taught her to believe in heroes by handing her those cookies that day, but it wouldn't… — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“Mel.” “Hmm?” “Don’t leave me again, okay?” Clay whispered in a voice choked with emotion as he pulled her tighter against him and tilted… — Kele Moon Copy Share Image
“How’d this happen?” Melody asked in a stunned whisper. She never expected to fall in love and certainly not this swiftly or with this much finality. “We just met.” “I don’t believe that,” Clay argued as he turned her palm over in his and traced the lines of it with the pad of his finger. “I’m pretty sure we’ve known… — Kele Moon Copy Share
