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“You’ve been dying for me, haven’t you, baby?”
Fuck, I just want to hold her and tell her that her mother doesn’t deserve to look at her if she can’t see how beautiful she is. Drop dead fucking gorgeous.
“You’re so beautiful, sexy as hell,” I punctuate my sentence with a kiss. “And you’ve quickly become my favorite person to be around.”
She’s so much more than pretty. She’s gorgeous, beautiful, smart, funny, sexy as hell and can make my day with just a roll of those lime green eyes.
But the proof is right there, inside apartment 305 that holds a million and one plants all over the place, that holds the woman I love. Just my luck I fall for someone who doesn’t want a relationship.
“You deserve so much more than just fine, Leila.” Those intoxicating blue eyes bring me a kind of peace whenever he looks at me. “You deserve everything.”
His smile is one of the first things I noticed about Aiden.
But when I’m the source of that smile, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve seen.
No one else exists, no one’s opinion matters and I imagine a world where I could be with Aiden.
“I think you like the idea of someone catching you with my fingers stuffed in your cunt,”
“Only I can know what you sound like when you’re about to come.” He licks his fingers clean, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “And what you taste like.”
I can’t keep my hands off her. I won’t lie and say I’ve tried. I haven’t. I don’t want to.
I’m in love with every part of her and I’m also so attracted to her.
“I want to see every inch of your beautiful body. I want to see all of you, but I need to know if you trust me.”
I know how nervous she is, how much she struggles with exposing herself to someone. But I’m not just someone anymore. I want her to know that.
Over and over again, I kiss the insecurities away, the harsh words of her mother, of other guys who didn’t deserve her. I kiss all the hatred away and fill it with love.
“You want to see, baby?”
“I don’t remember it ever being this good,” I cry out. “That’s because it’s me,” he says, grunting when he thrusts in again. “Because it’s us.”
We didn’t just fuck. Whatever just happened… we just made love.
When I lift my head and look into those blue eyes of his, my heart stops. I love him so much.
“I want you to be my girlfriend. The hiding and sneaking around… it was enough for me before. I didn’t want a relationship. Basketball was always too important to mess it up with a distraction. But you’re not a distraction. You’re my calm through the storm. You’re the one person I want to be with when I feel my worst.”
“I’ve never had a home or a family… but you’re starting to feel like the closest thing to it.”
“I thought the idea of us being friends was laughable when we started this. But you’ve somehow become my best friend.” My god, this man is going to destroy me. “And I want to be with you.” He sighs, shaking his head. “I want everything with you.”
“Congrats on the magazine issue by the way. You look beautiful.” He smiles at me. “You always look beautiful.”
My poor heart is not going to survive this. I don’t think I’ve ever seen this man as happy as he is right now.
I’ll spend the rest of my life telling her and showing her that she’s the most beautiful woman to me.
my eyes dropping to her figure, curvy and soft just how I fucking like her.
I’m so gone for this girl. So fucking gone.
“I’ve seen you with your face painted green, Leila. I’ve seen you in pajamas, in little shorts, in underwear, in nothing. And every version is just as fucking gorgeous as the next.”
Being a boyfriend is so cool. There are so many boyfriend privileges. Like calling her sappy nicknames she claims to hate but secretly loves, like being able to kiss her whenever I want, and being able to tell everyone I have a girlfriend. It’s the best and I’m glad I didn’t have it with anyone before her.
“Remember who fucked you so good your legs stopped working.”
Who knew Aiden Pierce was such a romantic?
“You are worth everything.”
Of course, I fucking love her, but he had nothing to do with it. He wanted her number. That’s it. I wanted her. All of her.
“You are the worst mistake I have ever made.”
This is completely different. It hurts. I can feel my heart shattering thinking about what I lost. I miss him. I hate him and I love him. And I miss him.