“He tasted like wine and the ocean. He tasted like the sun, the stars. He tasted like home” — Sarah A. Bailey Copy Share Image
“She tasted like strawberries and wine. So, so sweet and harmfully intoxicating. I was fully drunk on her. Head foggy by her lips, body flaming by her touch. If her kisses were the new alcohol, then my heart must surely… — Sarah A. Bailey Copy Share Image
