“Do you know how beautiful you are? And not just this.” He traced his finger along my jawline, the tip of his thumb brushing my bottom lip. “You’ve got this old soul, and it’s serene and hushed and reminds me… — Nash Summers Copy Share Image
“He kissed me. He kissed me like a thousand promises were being exchanged through that one kiss.” — Nash Summers Copy Share Image
“So,” Danny said with his mouth full of toast. He looked at Archer. “Does this mean I have to call you Mom?” “Yes,” Archer… — Nash Summers Copy Share Image
“So I'd lie there, lingering in that space between sleep and consciousness, and let him touch me in all the ways he wanted.” — Nash Summers Copy Share Image
“Do you know how to peel potatoes?” he asked. “I’m a bad cook, not a moron.” He” — Nash Summers Copy Share Image
“What do you mean I didn’t answer your question? I told you everything about me. I told you something personal.” My jaw was slack… — Nash Summers Copy Share Image
“Do you know how beautiful you are? And not just this.” He traced his finger along my jawline, the tip of his thumb brushing… — Nash Summers Copy Share Image
“When have I ever given him the impression that I was okay with him just stopping by whenever he wanted to use my body… — Nash Summers Copy Share Image
