I really wanted to give this a 4 star...because I enjoyed it more than just a 3 star rating. But it was lacking a few things to be able to bump it up. I think that if it had been longer, it would have been able to meet those expectations.I really want to know what the fall out with Orion and Cr...
About a year ago he started coming around the house, spending a lot of time with our mother. She used him for an ego boost and some fancy restaurant dinners before dropping him like bad meat. But Gaps wasn’t the sort to hold a grudge and he always nodded in our direction when he saw us around t...
He pushed the shaggy dark blonde hair out of his eyes and offered us a wide smile. “Shit, it’s the famous triplets,” he said, closing in to shake hands while Stone hung back and coolly watched. “How the hell are ya?” “Famous? Hey guys, did you know we were famous?” Cord ...
“Stop it,” Kendra warned, brandishing the mascara tube like a wizard’s wand. “You don’t want to be looking at your wedding album in twenty years and answering your kids’ questions about who the mangled raccoon dressed in white might be.” “I can’t…” Gasp. Hiccup. “Help it!” “Maybe she needs a...
I asked, taking a seat on a single dining room chair that was totally out of place. He sealed a box with packing tape. “Told Jacy I’d be ready to cohabitate by Monday.” “Jumping in with both feet, huh?” “Damn right. I prepaid six months of rent as an act of good faith.”...
This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters and events are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental. *Contains explicit language and sexual situations not recommended for readers under the age ...
he said, yawning and reaching for me. He looked at me oddly when I tried to pull the sheet closer to my body. “Promise, I’ve seen you naked already,” he reminded me. I blushed. I felt ridiculous. Of course there was no reason for me to cover up in front of him. “I know. But…” My voice trail...
I asked Creed, flicking him in the back of the neck. “I’m beat,” he answered. “Got shows the next three nights so I should probably turn in early tonight.” I flopped back into the seat and looked out the window, thinking how strange was the march of time, that the archetypal party boys of yest...
Except for the brief and confusing passages I’d found in forbidden books, it was all baffling. I’d never been kissed, never been touched, and although my body was fully, almost embarrassingly, developed, I wondered if I ever would be. Though hearing the boys crudely jest about blow jobs and bra...
Saylor said. I was sitting at a back table, poking at a chicken sandwich. Saylor paused at my side with a pitcher of water in her hand. She looked at me carefully. “It’s the heat,” I told her. She set the pitcher down and sat across from me. “You’re full of it. It’s ...