His Pretty Little Burden (Kids of The District, #4)

by Nicci Harris

“Your empty stomach just had a conversation with me in the car. So, yes, you can accept it,”

Kudos, God. And while I have you, you're an a-hole. Amen.

Between the women I call mother, the one I call wife, and the one who sucks my dick, I am surrounded by the strongest, most powerful female creatures on two legs.

He's a handsome son-of-a-Butcher,"

"Please don't foam at the mouth; it involves a lot of paperwork."

but it feels awkward typing, "I'm dreaming of your manhood," when someone else is tossing and turning in their sleep."

"Part of resilience is not secretly rotting behind your bullshit pride, my girl. Accept opportunities. Grab them by the balls despite how they arise."

a charming, dangerous curve that could cause nuns to simultaneously clutch their rosaries and drench their panties.

"Is part of your hospitality to also help me come because that is definitely something you should put on the brochure."

I trusted him. What a fucking joke.

"Do I seem like the kind of man who shares well with others?"

I wonder if he’ll be happy about sharing me with book boyfriends.

"She has been through hell. So, believe me when I say, fear her when she looks in the fire and smiles." -E.Corona.

"It's in your blood, that power."