Wildfire (Maple Hills, #2)

by Hannah Grace

“I do vaguely remember having to decline your skinny-dipping offer.”

“You’re a straight white man. That’s your red flag.”

“Like a wildfire.”

Gah I just love the feeling of coming across the title of a book in context so much

“I don’t trust poetry. You think you’re reading about an intense love story but then you find out it’s actually about a shoe.”