“Call him,” Vicky urges one last time, placing my phone on my desk, tapping her nail on the screen before leaving me to it. I stare at my phone and then with shaky fingers I pick it up and press… — Samantha Towle Copy Share Image
“How Nathan doesn't know I fancy him is beyond me. I may as well walk around with a sandwich board, saying 'I heart Nathan',… — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“A girl who can dance – finally!” Stuart cheers, pulling my attention back to him, grabbing hold of my hips. “I’ve found my Ginger!… — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“Oh God, you’re one of those pimps that takes girls off the streets and gets them addicted to drugs and turns them into prostitutes,… — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“I'll never love anyone like I love him, and I'll always be his whether I'm with him or not.” — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“He stares at me steadily, for a long moment before looking away, but I read his eyes clearly. He wants me tonight. And from… — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“I don't remember looking like this in the mirror this morning. Obviously, I still had my 'Tru looks awesome in anything' margarita goggles still… — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“I didn’t stand a fucking chance against her. From the moment I met her, this was always inevitable.” — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“It’ll take more than a tattoo to stop me from getting inside you. Death, maybe.” — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“With you I know I can do it, because your my strength, Tru. You make me want to be a better man, a good… — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“I don’t know who moves first, but suddenly we’re kissing, like we’ve never kissed before. it’s desperate. No tenderness. This is hard, starved-for-each-other kissing.” — Samantha Towle Copy Share
“I intend to make up on that time and spend the rest of the day inside you, fucking you senseless, until neither of us… — Samantha Towle Copy Share
