Moxie (Rock-Hard Beautiful, #3)

by C.M. Stunich

Fuck, he's never stopped taking that shit seriously. He saved my life, lied to the cops for me, kept me out of jail.

Yeah but that kind of serious overkill... 114 times. The testimony of a close friend the only thing that makes it look like anything other than a murder... He'd be charged.

“I'm trapped in my own realized prison, so many locks and keys. But I'm still waiting to surpass this need. Unfortunately I think the only person that can help me is me. Can't seem to understand myself.”

Their lyrics all suck. Really bad. These are actually some of the better ones.

Lilith grabs a bottle of sunscreen from a small shelf near the bar. There are folded white towels on it, along with flip-flops, spare shades, and goggles. This place is stocked like a damn hotel. “Here,” Lil says, scooting close to me again and squirting lotion on her hands. My breath catches as she reaches over and rubs her fingers across my hip, covering my ink with slow, sensuous circles of her fingertips.

Ummm...you shouldn't put sunscreen on a fresh tattoo. Or go swimming. At all.

putting my hands together and diving into the water with almost zero splash.

Of course. Of course in the pool with a fresh, irritated tattoo you need to clean better.

I grab my phone and start some music—Beauty in Lies, of course—and

But she didn't even like them that much

He exchanges a look with Ransom as Pax growls some ridiculous British sounding curse words under his breath and rakes a tattooed hand through his hair.

Why is Pax designated homo-curious experiment partner?

Without knowing it, I lift my hand and sign my own soul away, promising myself to a woman I've known less than a month. My lips curve into a smile. The character in my book might've signed literally signed his soul away to a demon, but I can't judge him for it.

No one has ever bothered to memorize crap like this. Ever.

small tiny bit of it might have been used for a little naked playtime in the jet's only bedroom),

Paxton's parents' jet? That you shouldn't have anymore? Since they disowned him for gooe and kicked y'all out?

is. I'm weirdly homesick for a place I've never even been. How strange is that?

Um...very