“Then why the fuck did you still shoot me?” “Because I fucking well wanted to.” — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“...The sex was amazing. And the man made me trip over my own feet. And he had a smile like Ctrl+Alt+Delete on my brain.” — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“Look at it this way: We're two people who happen to have a lot in common, a connection most people would kill for, we… — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“Death was both kind and cruel: the overture was pure torment for anyone involved, but the conclusion was merciful.” — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“We burned the midnight oil making love, even if it was just kissing and touching, for hours. It could be a single candle, Fourth… — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“In the office, he was miles above me. In the bedroom, he was on his knees below me. And afterward, when the work day… — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“Of course I am! We have always been here when he needs us.” I gave her a significant look. Her eyebrows climbed. “What? Is—”… — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“He‟d taken that old cliché “tall, dark, and handsome” and made it his little bitch.” — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“If I knew how a lot of my relationships would have turned out, I never would have gotten involved in them... And I would… — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“Dylan looked at me and matter-of-factly said, "My Dad's smart. Boyfriends are way better than girlfriends." I laughed. "Oh really? And why is that?"… — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
“I didn’t feel guilty about cheating on you back then,” he said quietly. “Or all the times I promised not to do it again… — L.A. Witt Copy Share Image
