“A man was asleep in my bed for the first time ever, and it felt anything but wrong. I” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“By the time I was done talking, I considered walking into the ocean and drowning myself,” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Beau sighed again, more exasperated this time. “Great. Right. So, we’re okay?” “Define…okay.” “Fuck, Zane. I’m just trying to make sure you’re… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Last time I’d made a trek to Zane’s hotel room, we’d been at NerdCon, and I’d been fueled by pride and anger… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“But… I’m not always like that. Sometimes I’m someone else.” “You don’t have to be, though.” Jesse snapped the band of my… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I speed sometimes,” I muttered to myself as I rounded the car. “I even speed through yellows.” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I think you’re the first guy I’ve met in person who I couldn’t stop staring at.” Was” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Hey, you didn’t let me finish.” “Finish what?” “Finish telling you that I love you too.” I” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“In my script-like scrawl, I wrote: If you find my body, ask Hazzard. I leaned back and surveyed my words. Then I drew a… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Good morning.” I didn’t release my grip on his hair. “You snore by the way.” Zane’s eyes narrowed. “I do not.” “Do too.” “If… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I’m cool with going back to hate,” I said, then paused. “Did we ever leave hate?” Zane swallowed and looked away. “Not even for… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“He opened his mouth as my eyes dropped to his badge. And right there, in big, bold, black letters, it said Cerise/Cherrycakes. Ian was… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
