“How did you get my number anyway?” “Some asshole named Nash.” “Asshole?” “Yeah, asshole. Don’t tell me you don’t think he’s an asshole!” I laugh uncomfortably. “Um, no I don’t think he’s an asshole. He’s always been nice to me.”… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“She smiled at and spoke to each person. It was as though she couldn't come into contact with anyone or anything without imparting some… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“Dude, now you’re flirting? Even to my own ears, my comment sounds suggestive. The sad thing is, it was meant that way. There are… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“She chews the inside of her lip as she digests it all. I don’t think she has a clue how sexy and adorable she… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“Really?” “Really.” “Really really?” “Really really. Just remember, tonight you’re mine.” It worries how much I like the sound of that, the thought of that. Her grin fully forms and she releases my wrist to salute me. “Sir, yes sir.” — M. Leighton Copy Share
“It’s me,” he says softly. “Stop listening to everything else. Remember the way you feel when I’m kissing you and touching you. Don’t think with your head. You know me. And when my lips are on yours, you trust me.” As if to make his point, he dips his head and brushes his mouth over mine. Sparks fly between us. As always.… — M. Leighton Copy Share
“Someday I'll marry you, Miracle. And maybe someday after that, I'll deserve you.” — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“Don’t you think you should at least get dressed?” “Don’t you think you should at least give me my shirt then?” -Cash” — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“I’ve never really had feelings for a girl like her. Hell, I’ve never really had feelings for any girl period. Not like this anyway.” — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“Nash leans forward and cups my cheek with his hand. He cocks his head slightly as he considers me. “Don’t do that. Don’t ever… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“He looks into my eyes for several intense seconds, watching me like I’m all he sees. And he’s all I see. For this moment,… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
