“Marry me.” A statement. Not a question. It came again. “Marry. Me.” His eyes burned into mine. I breathed in, my ears… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“My boyfriend likes to fuck my brains out on our kitchen island. Which tile would you recommend for that?” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“The first thing I saw was blue. Blue sweater, blue eyes. Blue. Beautifully blue. Then I saw red as I recognized who… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Thump “Oh, God” Thump Thump Unbelievable… I woke up faster this time, because I knew what I was hearing I sat up… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“His gaze grew wistful, and he looked so young. 'I don't want to put things off, even though we haven't been together… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
