After (After, #1)

by Anna Todd

This indecent, drunken, terrible man just said he needs me, and somehow it sounds like poetry to my ears.

Who is this girl straddling this punk boy and asking to touch him… down there?

The way he says my name breaks my heart, then heals it.

somehow know it is the calm before the storm, but right now Hardin is my anchor. I just pray that he doesn’t pull me under.