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“Shut up. I know I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to. I want to do this. Now, behave, eat your dinner, and turn on the iPad.”
down. “I am equal parts terrified and turned on by your nerdiness.” He chuckles as he grabs my bare legs and
places them on his lap. His hand is massive, and I study the orange chrysanthemum on the top while watching as his fingers move over my legs, causing goosebumps to erupt following his path. I’m about to ask him what he’s doing when he moves to my foot and gives it a rub. “You ready?” he asks, and I let out a small squeak. “W-what?” He motions to the iPad.
nearly moan out loud. It’s been too long. I’ve been deprived of physical touch for too long, and the fact that this man is caressing my feet. Okay, maybe he’s not actually caressing, but he’s being far more gentlemanly than I would expect. Or at least how I want him to be right now. “Why are you rubbing my feet?”
“Apparently, you’re in desperate need of it,” “Irrelevant. Fuck, you’re good at that.” I roll my head back as he hits the right spot. “Because you’re a dancer. You can’t tell me your feet don’t hurt.”
“Yeah, they do, still doesn’t explain–” “Oh my god, sunshine, I’m being nice. You know, like a boyfriend would?” He states, ...
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“Right.” We go back to the show on my iPad, and I look at my bowl of soup and cringe inwardly. “Nauseous?” he asks, causing me to jump. “Y-yeah. No! Sorry, no, I’ll eat.” I go to grab t...
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“Oh, are you going to start taking care of my finances, charming? You wanna be my sugar daddy? I need out of the city, hell, the state, because it’s too expensive for me to live here. I don’t want to be just a pole instructor forever, and with my credit, thanks to my dick of an ex-husband, no one wants to help me out.”
his dark eyes so intense it’s almost too much to hold eye contact. “Do you want me to be your sugar daddy? Because I’ll do it if it means I won’t have to miss your face as much as I’m going to.”
“Oh, you know it. It’s why I moved into your building. I’m slowly going to change your partying ways, get you to fall for me, and want to take care of me and Wade forever.”
“Yeah, I figured as much. I mean, it’s kind of obvious you’re obsessed with me.”
“I am not! You’re the one asking me to your mom’s wedding.”
“And you’re the one who said yes and wanted orange Starbursts as payment.” I stick my tongue out. “Trust and believe I gave you way too good of a deal.” Ash le...
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“Anything I could do to sweeten the deal?” He murmurs, his eyes flicking to my lips. I’ve forgotten how to breathe and I’m fine with it. I’m completely fine with not breathing if it means Ash will kiss me. I can’t explain it, the pull this man h...
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“Sunshine, that’s probably not the best idea.”
Ash gives me a look like he wants to say no, but he doesn’t. His lips press into a thin line, and he gives me a nod before standing up. He leans over and presses a soft kiss to the top of my head,
“Okay, sweetheart,” he says softly, and fucking hell, is he trying to turn me on? “I’ll have my phone on me if you need anything.”
A sob wracks through me, followed by another, until I finally allow the tears to fall from my eyes, using the sounds of the fan and the shower to muffle my cries.
bathroom, and my brows pull together. Indy just helped her shower. “Sunday?” I call while walking to the bathroom. Invasion of privacy? Probably. But I don’t care; I need to check on her. Opening the door, my heart sinks when I see her on the floor, sobbing into her knees.
“Sunday,” I breathe, rushing over to her, dropping to my knees and cupping her tear-stained face. She looks shocked, as though I caught her doing something shameful. “W-where’s Wade?”
“Sweetheart, what happened?” Her face crumples, and she leans into me, resting her head on my chest. “I’m sorry,” she cries. “I just... I’m so tired, and I needed a moment. I’m sorry.” Needed a moment. I’ve heard that before from my mom. The stress and guilt would become too much, and it would
overwhelm her constant need to keep her strong mask on. There were many times I’d find her in this position.
“Don’t be sorry,” I whisper into her hair while pulling her into my lap. “Everything is going to be okay, sunshine. I need you to...
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“Enough,” I snap, pulling her face back to look at me. “Look me in the eye, beautiful.”
“You're done being strong for the rest of this trip, you hear me? I’m in charge and until we hit those apartment doors, I’m your boyfriend right now. You don’t have to be strong anymore. That’s my job.” “But what about–” “I don’t want to hear it.”
don’t care about after we get back. Right now, I'm taking care of you and Wade. Got it? You’re done with that mask Sunday. It’s not...
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“I don’t know how to kee...
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“It’s okay,” I soothe while rocking back and forth. “It’s okay, I’ll help you.”
“Sunshine,” I groggily say again while trying to adjust to the dark room.
“It’s time to–Ow! Fucking hell!” I whisper-scream as I hit my foot on the bedpost. I sit on the edge of the bed, only to sit on Sunday's foot, causing her to scream awake and kick me in the side, resulting in me falling on my ass on the wood floor.
“Ash?” I hear her whisper into the dark as I lay on the floor, contemplating my life choices. “Yep?” I say shortly. “Was that you?” “No, Sunday, it was fucking Santa...
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“Listen, brat, I was trying to wake you up to see if you wanted to run and get coffee with me before we head out. Now I have a broken toe and rib, and you smacked me in my face.”
“It was a pillow,”
Holy shit, that’s her full fucking tit. Stop lookin...
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Her breast is perfect. A nice, small handful with perky nipples that are a pretty reddish and light brown color. With that hot-as-fuck silver bar in it, I have an uncontrollable ur...
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quickly tries to fix her top but trips over my makeshift bed on the floor and slams right into me. I grip her to me as I try to get my footing and keep us from falling.
No amount of Starbursts is worth this.”
“Now we’re even. Actually, you got to see both my nipples. I only saw one of yours. But you can have lefty as a freebie.”
like you,” she says between laughs, and I swear my heart is exploding. “I feel like every time you and I are in contact with each other this past month has been one embarrassing thing after another. Which is remarkable because I’m not normally one to have this many moments of mortification.”
“It’s good to know what kind of effect I have on you.”
“My point is.” Her tone has a warning edge to it as if she is daring me to do exactly what I’m thinking. “Things haven’t been going well for me, like at all.
But every time it seems horrible and unmanageable, you’re there to make me feel better. Which I’ll admit is weird considering how you treated me before, Dash.”
really appreciate you making me feel better about my shit storm, charming. Shockingly, you’re the only one who has kept me grounded.”
“I know what it’s like.” I shrug. “I know what it’s like to have everything go wrong and to feel like nothing will get better. Like every bad thing they said about you is right, and you should just accept it.” Her hand goes to her chest, and, fuck, here we go again. “Ash,” she says my name calmly like I’m a wild animal backed into a corner and may try to attack or flee at any moment.
“Don’t,”
“One thing and I’m done; then we can...
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Sunday drops her hands and steps toward me before burying her face back into my bare chest. I inhale sharply, and I’m sure she can hear—and possibly feel—the quickening of my heart as she wraps her arms tightly around my waist. I stay frozen for a second before my body reboots itself, and I melt into her while wrapping my arms around her and inhaling her intoxicating scent. “Why?”
I fear she will move, and I’m not ready to let this go. To let her go. Her hug is warm and soft, and I feel whole here. I don’t want to give it up. I want to keep this hug. I want to keep her. I know I can’t, I know we can’t. But I will hold on to this hug and steal a couple more seconds before the real world comes calling again. “It’s not a pity hug if that’s what you are worried about,”
“Sunday,” I gasp as I feel her kiss me between my pecs. God, this feels too good. I pull her face up to stare into mine. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, and fucking hell; I want her. I watch as she grabs my hand and slips it under her cami. Oh my God. I slide up her tight, smooth stom...
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“Are you going to get hard, or should I just do this myself?” Shannon’s voice in my head sen...
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