Catching Feelings (Orleans University, #2)

by Maren Moore

“Are you going to waste more time pretending you don’t want this, or are you going to let me fuck the shit out of you?”

RIP me, death by pussy. What a fucking way to go.

Grief is an emotion that never wanes. It’s constantly there in different shapes and forms, a reminder that no matter how much time has passed, you’ll still ache.

So I do what I’ve gotten really good at… pretending that I’m not a mess.

“Do you fucking see why I’m not going to let you run, Viv? Because if it was a mistake, or if it was wrong, then it wouldn’t fucking feel like this. It wouldn’t feel so goddamn good.”

“Roommates with benefits. Friends is laying it on a littttttle thick, don’t ya think?” “I’ve had my tongue on your pussy, babe. I think that makes us friends.”

I’ll chase you to the ends of the goddamn earth.”