Just Don't Fall (Sweater Weather, #1; Appies, #1)

by Emma St. Clair

“Well, well, well,” Logan says. “If it isn’t little Peter Parker, all grown up.”

She smells like cinnamon and cookies and something familiar that hits me hard. The word that comes to mind is home. She smells like home.

He may not have told me I look beautiful, but this is somehow ten million times better.

Holding hands, I’ve decided, is severely underrated.

“Maybe it’s not too much. Maybe you’ve just grown used to not enough.”

And then, while writing, I realized that part of Parker’s story is that she’s never been kissed. I sort of freaked out. (To make this make sense, I’m a discovery writer, so the characters and story tend to reveal themselves as I go.) I felt like this was a dumb idea. Like, I’m not just going to write a closed door book in a very spicy genre, but I’m going to have a heroine who’s never been kissed? Is this just like… so dumb?