“My eyes unapologetically trailed down the length of his torso, down the thin line of hair leading into his underwear and stopped on his…massive erection. Oh, God. Now, it made sense why he was suddenly modest. Clearing my throat, I said, “You…you’re…” “Hard.” “Yes.” “It’s called morning wood. I can’t be responsible for how I wake up…especially under these conditions.”… — Penelope Ward Copy Share
“I need you more than I’m afraid of everything else that comes with loving you.” — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
“We all have things we regret…decisions we make that we have to live with. You can’t dwell on them and beat yourself up for… — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
“I hadn’t held anyone like that in years. But never had it felt like this-like home-to me.” — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
“I bought you a dinner in an elegant restaurant for our first one and took you for a plane ride for our second one.… — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
“you can only hold your kids close for so long. At some point, you just have to let them go, let them discover themselves.… — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
“We were laughing about nothing. At one point, we stumbled upon a chapel. There was a sign that read, Fake Weddings Here. Chance stopped me in the middle of the sidewalk. The vapors of alcohol on his breath infiltrated my nostrils as he spoke close to my face. “Marry me, Princess.” “What?” “We have an illegitimate goat—a fake child together.”… — Penelope Ward Copy Share
“Don’t worry, sweetie. You’re in good hands. I’m positive Dr. Hogue has seen his share of ass.” — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
“I want to give you a choice depending on what you’re in the mood for.” “Okay.” “We can go find the nearest hotel, and… — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
“Standing, I pulled my bag onto my shoulder and leaned into Gina so that her sweet daughter couldn’t hear. “Keep the fuck away from… — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
“Chance shook his head. “He’s fine. Watch.” He clapped his hands and made kissing sounds as if he were calling a dog. “Come on… — Penelope Ward Copy Share Image
