More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“So, name any position that you want, because I bet I can fake fuck you better than he ever did for real.”
“Alright, no kissing, but let’s get one thing straight. When I kiss you, notice I said when, it’s not going to be because we’re trying to make someone jealous. It’ll be because you’re desperate to feel my lips on yours, and trust me, you will be.” Her mouth hitches up, and that look’s enough to bring a man to his knees. “I’ve never been desperate for a boy.” “Then you’ve never fucked a man.”
“Goodnight, beautiful,” I whisper, stroking her hair. She shifts a little, but her eyes stay closed. “Don’t have sweet dreams. Have wild ones.”
“You really want me?” “No.” His fingers tighten on the desk, but he doesn’t move to touch me. “I fucking need you.”
“I don’t care if it takes five minutes or five years to make you come on my tongue because every second I get to spend with my head buried between your thighs is pure fucking bliss.”
Love is made with little moments, and we have enough to build a castle.
“Goodbye, Rhode,” she whispers against my lips. “In another life, I think you would’ve been my forever.”
I undo the buttons on my shirt, revealing the four-leaf clover that matches the one on her neck—the one that’s now etched into the skin right over my heart. Her eyes pop when she sees my new ink. “That looks like mine,” she whispers. “I know. It looks exactly like yours.” “Why did you get that?” She reaches out to stroke my skin like she needs to be closer. Goosebumps pop up under her touch. I brush her hair back from her face. “Because the day I met you was the luckiest day of my life.”
“Don’t lie and say this means nothing when you mean everything to me.”
“This is everything. You’re everything to me because you somehow became my best friend, and I don’t want to say goodbye to you.”
