A Stealthy Situation (Franklin U 2, #2)

by Saxon James

Plants are living, growing, photosynthesizing beings, and they should be treated as much our friends as animals are.

I sigh as I lock up, wishing people were more responsible with their lives. We’re here for such a short time and somehow have such a big impact—yet so many people strive to have that impact be a shitty one. Whether it’s being an asshole, or littering, or living in excess. So often, the human race is given a choice. Too often, it chooses wrong.

We’ve been given a fucking gift with this world, and we’re ruining it.

I don’t want a partner just so I can do the marriage and kids thing. I want someone I’m friends with. Who makes life better.

If we all stop doing nice things for people just in case they don’t deserve it, then the ones who do will end up missing out as well.”

Harrison is so damn incredible he makes me sick sometimes. Insults as a love language? Marry me already.

Benny snarls and grabs my jaw, pushing onto his toes until he’s right in my face. “I fucking love you, and I’m pretty sure I’m obsessed with every dumb thing you do because I can never stop thinking about you and talking about you, and if Em kills me, it’s all your fault because he’s sick of how disgustingly schmoopy I am.” He makes a horrified noise and backs up a bit. “You’re schmoopy?” “It’s a sickness. I’ll recover.” “Cute you think I’ll let you.”