“It’s a lie you’ve told yourself that has flattened down whatever hurts.” — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
I-I’m not making advances,” she told him as she flattened herself against his chest. “You’re just an available s-source of heat.” “So you say,” St. Vincent replied lazily, tucking the quilt more tightly around them both. “However, during the past… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
