Good?” Cam said. “Right?” I took another bite and nodded. “Well, I have a whole ton of them at home.” He stretched… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
His chin grazed the top of my head and then his lips brushed across my forehead. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said.… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
Sorry,” he said, his voice thick and gruff. “It’s morning and you’re sitting on me. That’s a combination meant to bring any… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
Pens?" Chase echoed. Bridget rolled her eyes. "Pens are by far more stimulating than most people." "I'm kind of wondering what you're… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
What are you up to?” “Oh, you know, mischief and mayhem,” he replied. “That so reminds me of Harry Potter,” Brit said,… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
Crumb,” he said. “What?” A slight grin appeared on his face and then he reached out, without the napkin, and before I… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
Guess what, Avery?" "What?" I wondered if he could see how fast my heart was beating beneath my shirt. "Remember how you… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
And this must be Avery?" "Oh, God, no," Cam said. "This is Candy, Mom." His mother's eyes widened and a bit of… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“I really don’t think you could appear any badder, Ollie.” He huffed as he kicked up his legs onto the coffee table. “At least… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
Did he only wear a shirt during class? Oh my God, he seriously lived across the hall. Jacob was going to flip... and probably… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“What I needed was to lose myself in a good book, one with tons of sex and angst, complete with an unbelievable happily-ever-after that… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“As cocky as this sounds, I knew I could walk onto that campus and get a date with the nearest available girl. Probably even… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
The silence was killing me. And that's all there ever was. Silence. It was all I knew. Keep quiet. Pretend nothing had happened, that… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“I never swallowed before. The idea of it wigged me out, but not with him. Apparently, it was my inner porn star.” — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
I want you. Bad. Right now. Against the wall. On my bed. The floor and maybe in the bathroom later. I have a shower… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“I am so dying to know what cookies are slang for.” “Probably his cock,” Jacob plopped down on the arm of the couch. “Oh… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
