“Patrick’s good to me. As a friend, as a husband, and, yes, as a lover.” “I” — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“But Patrick smells good, and he feels right, and keeping him happy and safe is something Will wants too.” — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Patrick takes his place at Will’s side. As Will’s fake husband, it’s where he belongs.” — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Patrick thinks he likes her best because she owns her life in a way none of Kimberly’s other kids do. Not even… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Patrick thinks he likes her best because she owns her life in a way none of Kimberly’s other kids do. Not” — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“I’m glad we happened to each other.” Patrick’s eyes go dark and hot. “Me too.” Will” — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Patrick squeezes his eyes shut and braces himself for the end. Death by Molinaro goon. No, not a goon. Will’s father.” — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Will whimpers, reaching back to grip the taut flesh of Patrick’s hip and hold him inside his still clenching body. “Baby, don’t… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“(He doesn’t ever think he’ll forget Kimberly’s face when Will said, “We—uh—consummated the marriage,” and Patrick had jumped in with, “A lot!”)” — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Will’s on the bed on his hands and knees. Patrick pounds into him as he rubs up and down his back over… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Patrick waves between them. “This was goodbye. You were fucking me goodbye, not making love to me.” “No! It was making love.… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“He loves Will. It goes beyond feelings and caring. Patrick’s in love with him. It’s not what they’ve agreed to and it’s… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“So that was Tony Molinaro,” Patrick murmurs. “He’s an insane asshole but, holy hotness, his face isn’t.” Will almost chokes on his… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Tony leans against the doorjamb, his dark hair standing up everywhere, wearing low-slung track pants and no shirt. Patrick rolls his eyes,… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Patrick’s unmanned by the rushing feeling in every atom of his being. It’s so big and yet he can’t name it. Will… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Patrick grabs the monitor to check for himself. Nodding at the readings, he hands the monitor back to Will, climbs into bed,… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“with Patrick he’s putting in plenty of time on his knees. Pride rushes in him like the pulse of blood in Patrick’s… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“But I’m not a damsel in distress either.” Patrick’s lips quirk up. “No, you just like to play one in sexy, kinky… — Leta Blake Copy Share Image
“Patrick waves between them. “This was goodbye. You were fucking me goodbye, not making love to me.” “No! It was making love. It was,… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“Kevin’s nice front bulge in his jeans. If everything were different, he’d still let Will’s cowboy uncle plow him for a night or three.… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“Wait, this guy has a kid?” Elliot gasped over the phone. “What hot mess have you gotten yourself into, girl?” “Shut up, Elliot. Like… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“Jason laughed and shoved another shirt into his suitcase. He’d already balled up the t-shirt from the first time he and Vale had mixed… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“(Matty) 'I'm going to a corn maze.' (Elliot) 'Oh, bitch. You've lost your ever-loving mind.” — Leta Blake Copy Share
“Time was like a river, and memory was a current. Time flowed on without ceasing, no matter what or who tried to get in… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“No! Don’t ask Patrick about sex.” “He’s a doctor,” Olivia goes on. “He knows how bodies work.” God, does he ever know how bodies… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“Pausing for a breath, he uses his hand to keep Patrick right up at the edge before shoving Patrick’s cock back in his mouth,… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“I want you. Just the way you are. That’s all that matters to me. I don’t want your lands or your house or to… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“This one’s mine. I’ve claimed him. And he’s wearing my talisman to keep him safe.” — Leta Blake Copy Share
“A sharp memory takes his breath away. Will’s bent over the bed, taking Patrick’s slamming cock, saying, “Everyone says married sex is boring, but… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“You’re wrong that I don’t know what I need. I want you. On your hands and knees, presenting for me. That’s everything I want.”… — Leta Blake Copy Share
“Dinner with Tony and Eleanora at the Meadowlands plays out like a Woody Allen film Patrick can’t look away from despite the criminality of… — Leta Blake Copy Share
