Quote by Alice Clayton
““Why are you such a manwhoring asshole?” I asked, my face inches from his. “Why are you such a cockblocking priss?” he asked, and when I opened my mouth to tell him exactly what I thought, the fucker kissed me. Kissed me. Placed his lips on mine and kissed me. Under the moon and the stars, with the sounds of the waves crashing and the crickets cricketing.””
