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350 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 26, 2016
"I've been a largely solitary person my whole life, avoiding Nana and Ray when I could. At Briar, I made friends with Carin and Hope but didn't feel the need for a bigger, more extensive circle."
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Sabrina James.”
“No. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“My goal, once upon a time, was to succeed. I didn’t realize that success wasn’t grades or scholarships or achievements, but the people I was lucky enough to have in my life.”
“Got a moment?”
“For you, always.”
“Tell me exactly what you want.”
“You. I want you.”
Because love is the ultimate goal. It’s not the one I had strived for, but I was lucky enough, so damn lucky, to achieve it.
“I have so much respect for you. I’ve only been doing this mothering sh—stuff for four months and I’ve screwed up probably a thousand times. It’s hard, and I have Tucker, your amazing son, helping me every inch of the way. I can’t imagine how you did it on your own. But I’m not going to let you insult everything I do in this place. This is my home. Yes, I’m not perfect, but I’m trying. I love Jamie and I love Tucker and if, at any time, Harvard or work or anything threatens their happiness in any way, I would give it all up in a minute.”
“You’re not alone,” he says, fierce and low. “And you’re not dragging anyone down. I’m here with you, Sabrina. Every step of the way.”
“We all hurt. We all love. We’re the same. And your past, who you live with, where you came from, it doesn’t have to matter. You’re creating your own future, and I want to see where the road forward takes you.”
“Tucker is Mr. Popular, with his swarm of admirers and impeccable manners and that reddish hair that makes him look like he belongs in some old-timey family sitcom where life is perfect, perfect, perfect.
I'm the overachiever, the bitch who studies her ass off and works every second of every day to try to climb out of the gutter she was born in so she can stand next to all these Briar kids without feeling inferior.”
“You're the only one for me.
My sun rises and sets on your smile.
My heart beats because yours does.”
“I want Sabrina under me. Over me. Anywhere she wants to put herself will do.”
“We all hurt. We all love. We’re the same. And your past, who you live with, where you came from, it doesn’t have to matter. You’re creating your own future, and I want to see where the road forward takes you.”
I hate to tell you this, Sabrina. But you��ve made a big mistake.”
“What? Why?”
His fingers draw my thong tight, the fabric cutting into my swollen lips.
“Because I’m going to ruin you for all future guys. I apologize in advance.”
Oh sweet baby Jesus. Sex with Tucker is dirtier and hotter than I thought it would be. He doesn’t look like he’d be this way, but isn’t it always the quiet ones?
She’s not certain of me yet. I need to bide my time, but as long as I’m in the game, I’m not worried about the outcome.
"I vaguely register laughter and catcalls and snippets of conversation, but my entire world has been reduced to Sabrina Jones..."
"I’m trashy. I live with trashy people. I belong in a trashy place."
"I’m paying for your lunch because that’s the way my mama raised me," he says quietly.
"Call me old-fashioned if you want, but that’s how I roll."
She thinks she’s alone. Basically, she’s never had anyone skate with her— not even her friends, Carin and Hope.
Sabrina James isn't used to people loving her.I really appreciated how much he could see under Sabrina's tough veneer. He was always thinking about her and what was best for her. He had no shame in how he felt. If he could spend time with her, he made it happen. If she needed him, he was there. If she needed space, he gave it to her. Tucker was just so unbelievably aware of her and her needs that my heart melted every single time they were together.
"That’s my daughter in there, and every time I think that, pride fills my chest. My daughter. Christ. Life is strange and unpredictable and so freaking awesome."He never felt that way though. Sure, he freaked out, as I'm sure all new parents do, but he never regretted his child.
"This is fucked up. We shouldn’t be allowed to leave the hospital with a kid. I’ve never even had a pet before."Tucker is funny and optimistic, and just so good. And he never lets anything get him down. It almost seems too good to be true, but I had a friend in high school who was this way... people like this exist. Tucker is book boyfriend perfection <3
"Please?" I flash her my best aw-shucks smile. "It'd mean a lot to me."And she doesn't take his awesomeness for granted. If anything, it makes her feel less worthy of him.
"Oh." Her expression melts like butter in the sun. "Okay. I’ll come."
I’ve been AWOL for weeks and he still finds a way to look at me like I’m the only girl in his orbit. I don’t fucking deserve him.
Asking John Tucker not to help out is like asking the sun not to rise.She sees the good in him, unfortunately this is how she sees herself...
I'm trashy. I live with trashy people. I belong in a trashy place.
"Aria gives us a rundown of how it all works. It's not very complicated. We drink wine and paint Spector's penis."
Finally, I find my ovaries and turn to face him.
"I'm wondering why we use brass balls to describe someone who’s really strong, because after the second video, my balls tried to climb inside my body. Plus, my YouTube history is officially fucked."
"I swear to God, Tucker, if you don’t go find her right now, I will rip your stupid head off your stupid neck and FEED IT TO THE BABY!"
"How about this? We’ll Rock, Paper, Scissors for it."
Yeah, we're going to make great parents, all right.
"I hate to tell you this, Sabrina. But you’ve made a big mistake."
"What? Why?"
His fingers draw my thong tight, the fabric cutting into my swollen lips. "Because I’m going to ruin you for all future guys. I apologize in advance."
"C'mere and fuck my face. I need more of that."
Her fingers cover my knuckles as she urges me to stroke her clit. "And this." She bucks upward and starts fucking herself on me.
"Now strip. I’m hungry, woman."