“A new tracker?" Boyd asked, blinking. "An anklet," Carhart replied. "It will be more discreet." Boyd stared at him. "More discreet? On a man?" "Are you planning to wear a dress and high heels?" Carhart replied with an arched eyebrow.” — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“Same old Caleb who wanted to love and be loved. Same boring Caleb who wanted a serious relationship. A live-in boyfriend. A guarantee, or… — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“The real Ashton—the quirky bastard with the smart-ass smile and thrift-store style—could get me to do anything.” — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“I’d had a couple of other blowjobs and it was safe to say he’d given me the best head of my life. Ashton smirked.… — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“Even now, after years of screaming and fighting, of cold shoulders and spiteful moves, cutting words and harmful actions, I’d never let him see… — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“Maybe I like you better when you’re wearing my clothes and looking like you just rolled out of my bed.” He” — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“And you could try to stop pretending to be so fucking perfect. Maybe then people will stop expecting perfection all the time” — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“They stood in silence for a few moments with Ryan watching him carefully. He was fiddling with his t-shirt and scuffing his sneaker against… — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“More experimenting. Kicking back with him settled on my lap. Figuring out if I just liked nurturing my oral fixation or if I wouldn’t… — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“Raymond winked at me after he and Jackie joined us by the stage. I wanted to rip his fucking clothes off. By” — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“So... why did it end?" Sin looked at Boyd sidelong before shrugging simply. "Because he wasn't you” — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
“I don't belong anywhere. No matter where I am, people make sure I'm aware of that.” — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
