Daydream (Maple Hills, #3)

by Hannah Grace

because I’ve also been putting him first for as long as I can remember. Putting everyone first, in fact. I’ve spent my entire life being encumbered by the tasks and responsibilities other people don’t want. I make sacrifices without question because that’s what I’ve always done, and at this point, it’s hard to know if it’s a true desire to help or just habit.

I’m tired of being a passenger in my own life. So if Will is going to spend junior year doing things for himself, so am I.

Be more organized. Come to me sooner. I don’t know how to explain to someone who doesn’t live inside my head that they could have physically carried me to the office or glued a laptop down in front of me and I’d have still found a way to avoid the task.

Junior year is for sure going to kick my ass, but I’m the eldest daughter and nobody taught me how to say no.

“I never talk about you, Kris.” Henry shrugs in the nonchalant way he does. “It’s only important that she remembers my name.”

and that’s when we learn there’s no hiding an erection in satin pajamas.

“I want to take off all your clothes, cover you in paint, and fuck you right here on the floor,”

This might be my favorite romance book, but we’re my favorite love story. Yours always, Henry