The No-Judgment Zone

by Ellie K. Wilde

So… what was that uncomfortable twinge in the pit of my stomach?

Feelings babe

She carved my chest open without even trying, took a quick look inside and started bandaging up all the open sores she found.

he looks like the kind of guy who’d patiently help your grandmother cross the street one minute and fuck you dirty on the floor the next.

Dream guy

“Jenna, don’t ever not call me. Ever. Do you hear me? Day or night, no matter—no matter where we are twenty years from now. No matter what you need. Call.”

I can’t get enough of you.

I want Jenna Carling day after day, with no end in sight. And that’s what makes her so dangerous. Off limits.

And yet, it’s not. It’s a Jenna Carling thing. An I-want-her-to-want-me thing.

Why does the way her hair falls across her cheek make me want to weep? Why does that single freckle under her eye make me feel like I can scale a fucking mountain, no training required? Why does that crease in the center of her lower lip make me want to sink to my knees and beg her to cocoon me in bed with her?

I’ll still like you even if you show me how bad today hurts.”

“Jenna, I’m so tired of pretending I don’t have real feelings for you. Fighting the way I feel about you is exhausting. And I know I can’t go without you. But I’m terrified I’ll end up like Dad.”

I don’t have a return ticket booked yet.”

What. And she didnt tell him this ??

I’ve already got each one of your freckles memorized.” He traces them along my back. “I could place them like a constellation.”