“I'm not hiding. I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve. Everything anyone wants to know about me is right in front of… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“What’s your name?” he asked, a boyish grin creeping across his face. “Henley Brooks,” I murmured, tucking my hair behind my ear.… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“I know your type.” “Oh, yeah? What type is that?” “You’re all impulse and no consequences. Do you even think about how… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“My tongue ran over my lower lip and I could taste the sin. It was thick and heavy in the air, and… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“Emma is just a distraction. A shiny new toy that I can’t have, so I want her. Fuck, do I ever want… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
Always follow your dreams, even if they lead you down a few dark alleys. — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
