Quote by J. Lynn Download Open image ““Damn, if only you moved that fast for my cookies, I’d be a happy guy.”” — J. Lynn ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“I was with you right up until you said, ‘Bring the pain.’ I’ve only ever brought cookies, or the occasional casserole.” — Nicole Peeler Copy Share Image
“I really don’t think you could appear any badder, Ollie.” He huffed as he kicked up his legs onto the coffee table. “At least… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
Did he only wear a shirt during class? Oh my God, he seriously lived across the hall. Jacob was going to flip... and probably… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“What I needed was to lose myself in a good book, one with tons of sex and angst, complete with an unbelievable happily-ever-after that… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“As cocky as this sounds, I knew I could walk onto that campus and get a date with the nearest available girl. Probably even… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
The silence was killing me. And that's all there ever was. Silence. It was all I knew. Keep quiet. Pretend nothing had happened, that… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“I never swallowed before. The idea of it wigged me out, but not with him. Apparently, it was my inner porn star.” — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
I want you. Bad. Right now. Against the wall. On my bed. The floor and maybe in the bathroom later. I have a shower… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“I am so dying to know what cookies are slang for.” “Probably his cock,” Jacob plopped down on the arm of the couch. “Oh… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
