“Why did I even think that girl would help? So…I need her. Why?! Why her? What is it that makes her so different, so calming, so…So, Goddamn MINE! - Christopher Mason” — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“Three weeks after our first date, I am thoroughly enjoying spending time with Natalia. She is intelligent, friendly, classy and extremely physical. I think… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“One stood behind me and ran her hands down my chest, her breasts rubbing against my back. The next stood in front of me… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“I know that look." I put one arm out in from of me. He didn't stop. "Chris, we have to get going." I backed… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“That one is so hot," Elliott purrs. "I just have two questions. How can you stand some other dude having his hands on her… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“We were both young and I knew that I wanted something serious, more substantial.” — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“We are friends and that is it. Maybe I wish it were more, but being friends is better than nothing at all.” — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“I don't know what it was about him, but I felt so drawn to him. The feeling that consumed me whenever I was around… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“It wasn't until that moment I knew three things. One, I was definitely going to work tomorrow. Two, I was a total douche bag… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“I missed him greatly and a part of me felt like it had been ripped out. He only acknowledged me when he felt like… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“A falling star is actually on fire as it enters the atmosphere, so if I were to try and catch one, I'm pretty sure… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“The only way that I felt I could break away from her, from us, was avoidance.” — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“If you didn't already know, we're expecting in about four and a half months." Elliott beamed. The guests raised glasses with congratulations in the… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
“Ever heard of knocking, asshole?" I spat, not bothering to look at him. "Ever heard of locking the door, whore?" Turning, I glared at… — Sadie Grubor Copy Share Image
