“It breaks my heart the way young girls pick themselves over, never thinking they're good enough. You make sure you always remember, you're exactly the way you're supposed to be. Exactly. And anyone who says otherwise, well, poppycock.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Think I even noticed that I had a forehead full of sofa? Hell no, I had a Wallbanger kneeling between my legs.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“But when you go weeks without that same 190 pounds in your bed, the truth is, it felt kind of nice to sleep underneath… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Stop it. If you say sorry one more time I'm gonna go find something of yours and pee on it, I swear.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Can I get you anything? Water? Tea? Anything?” I turned to face him, as he stepped inside. “No water, no tea, but there is one thing I’d like before I go to sleep,” I purred, taking a few steps his way. “What’s that?” “Goodnight kiss?” His eyes darkened. “Oh, hell, is that all? That I can do.” He closed the… — Alice Clayton Copy Share
“I turned to kiss his fingertips. He stared into my eyes again, those sex sapphires doing their voodoo that made me a puddle of… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“I will play Truth or Dare, you sucker, until you can't tell your truth from your dare. -CAROLINE” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“My shirt bunched up around my waist, and the feeling of his hi-there against my hoohah was indescribable.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“I got into Jillian's Mercedes and drove back across the bridge to wait for my art installation. Which never showed up. Hey, art installation?… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Looking back now, how fucking stupid was I not to see what was going on? But when you were in it, you didn’t know… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Huh. Fancy meeting you here," I teased. "I recall telling you that I had a meeting with Holly this morning. Coincidence?" "Sheridan, that's rubbish.… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“Why the hell do you love me so much? Seriously, I am fucked up and nuts,” I said into his chest, still wet from… — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
“I started to roll my eyes, but that hurt. The right one was pressed so firmly against the peephole, you see.” — Alice Clayton Copy Share Image
