He Knows When You’re Awake: A Naughty or Nice Novel

by Alta Hensley

“Can we just order our drinks and pretend I’m not a walking disaster?”

“If I were a serial killer, I’d have much better pickup lines than ‘Come live in my tower and make pretty things.’”

“This necklace makes me want to do dirty things. Raw, unhinged things,” he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. “It makes me want to see what you’d look like surrendering. I think this necklace could unleash the inner beast in anyone.”

“You do realize it’s slightly unsettling that you know my exact measurements?” “I know everything.” He pauses. “That sounded less ominous in my head.”

Your capital is worthless without my vision to turn it into something real.” “Artistic genius that never makes it to market is just wasted potential.”

it’s a statement about choice and control, about finding strength in surrender.

“This is us. Real. Messy. Perfect.”

And for the first time in my life, I’m not thinking about what comes next. I’m exactly where I want to be.