“He was claiming her, marking her with his touch, but she didn’t feel possessed so much as she felt protected. Cherished. Wanted.… — Ruthie Knox Good guy Copy Share Image
“He kissed her like they were too young to know how to kiss yet, all the while sinking into her body and… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“How many times did you come last night?” he asked in a low voice. Three. “I’m not answering that question.” “You don’t… — Ruthie Knox Last night Copy Share Image
“Mom had considered Cath a bit of a hoochie, but the truth was that Cath always opened her heart when she opened… — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“You brought me here with impure motives?” The idea gave her a stupid thrill. He shook his head. “No. I developed them… — Ruthie Knox Adventure Copy Share Image
“Sweetheart,” Sean said, “you are the farthest thing from terminally unfuckable I can possibly imagine.” — Ruthie Knox Copy Share Image
“He traced the shape of the bird, wondering what she could have done to merit writing herself a memo on her body.… — Ruthie Knox Bad mistake Copy Share Image
