Wanting Mr. Cane (Cane #1)

by Shanora Williams

I had fallen hard for him, and it hurt so much to want a man I couldn't have.

"Look at you," he groaned, his eyes glittering as they scanned my frame. ”Fucking look at you."

We'd started something—lit an inextinguishable fire in our souls—and that fire was going to burn us inside and out. It was going to consume us whole and probably destroy us.

“If you’re still talking and hanging out with that boy, break it off with him.”

“Doesn’t matter what kind of shit we go through, you’ll always be mine, Kandy. Doesn’t matter how fucked up the situation is, or how wrong it fucking feels…you are mine.”

“if you don’t love everything about yourself, how can you possibly take on the task of loving everything about someone else?”