“Never in my life had I felt as exposed as I did right then. Her fingertips softened as they traced along the… — A.L. Jackson Beauty Copy Share Image
“How could I not?” My hand fluttered in her direction, wishing I could make every fucking inch of space separating us disappear.… — A.L. Jackson Lied Copy Share Image
“I fuck everything up, Rynna, and the only thing I’ve got to offer you is my mess. I can’t do this.” Restraint… — A.L. Jackson Afraid Copy Share Image
