Dangerous Little Secrets (Saint View High, #2)

by Elle Thorpe

His kisses were everything. The sun and the moon and the stars, all rolled into one fiery ball of heaven. Or maybe of hell. I had no idea. But it felt wicked. Kissing him in this way would send me straight to the Devil’s court.

I was so not straight. Someone needed to pass me a bisexual label and I’d wear the fucking thing with pride.