Kindle Notes & Highlights
She’d told her sister she was ready for this, but now that it was here gripping her wrist, she wasn’t so sure. Not because of doubting who he was to her. But for the simple fact it scared the shit out of her.
It was as if sex was being redefined as something that transcended the general salaciousness of the central act.
“The sun is here, the sun is ours, the sun is yours. Even when it is a cloudy day, the sun is there, the sun is yours, the sun is ours."
