“The soft wool blend of his sweater felt itchy compared to his skin. Even though we’d been together all night, I couldn’t get over the feel of him, his taste, that potent, delicious smell of his neck. I was higher… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Tell me if this is too forward," he said in a low voice that was surprisingly shaky, "but do you want to come---" "Yes,"… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“He may have been helping me out of a pretty huge bind, but I wasn’t about to trust him, despite the way he was… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Mel,” I began, staring down, “there’s something I have to tell you.” “I’m listening, babe.” “I kissed Henry when we were camping.” Well, it… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“It’s quite simple, really. Someone offers me chocolate cake or donuts or something, I kind of black out, then come to and I’m covered… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“She kind of accidentally bumped into his chest on the way out. Well, maybe not so accidentally. She saw his muscles through his shirt… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Hooking up with a tall, dark stranger in a bar wasn't anywhere on her to do-do list, but as she eyed those broad shoulders,… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“The soft wool blend of his sweater felt itchy compared to his skin. Even though we’d been together all night, I couldn’t get over… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Why was life so unfair that the one guy she felt uncontrollable chemistry with ---even when they weren't even touching ---was the only guy… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Yes, this little vacation was just what the doctor ordered, if that doctor was of the philosophy of running away from your problems. I… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“In the grand scheme of things, we share a mutual goal, but I'm not a distraction." He couldn't help laughing, probably loudly enough to… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“And you do know I’m the one who decides who I date”—she glared at Sam—“not you. If I want to drag this guy into… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“His lips crashed against hers. If there had been air in her lungs, she wouldn't have known what to do with it. He kissed… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“One slice of key lime pie. Two forks.' I felt Todd’s hand on my arm. 'You’ll thank me later.' No doubt I would.” — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“I want you alone," he whispered, gliding a hand around her hip, "on a slow boat to China. Days together, nights... rocking on the… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
