“I get it now. Why Noah put that art room together for Allie. It wasn’t because he was a vagina; it was because he didn’t have a choice. She was it for him. No matter what he did, there was… — Emma Chase Copy Share Image
“Hi, Dean,” Allie says breathlessly. “Hey, Allie.” His voice is like hot water sliding over a polished floor. “How’s that boyfriend of yours treating you?” Allie smiles, her face getting a little pink. “Really well, thanks.” “Good.” Dean reaches out… — Nina Lane Copy Share Image
