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I would like to dedicate this book to the alphabet, for those twenty-six letters have changed my life. Within those twenty-six letters I found myself, and now I live my dream. Next time you say the alphabet, remember its power. I do every day.
I’m in the mood to cut somebody today.
Oh no . . . I’m sitting next to God’s gift to women . . . only he’s hotter. I look like shit. Fuck it.
“I don’t understand how someone as hot as you doesn’t get fucked three times a day.”
“Because I’d break that drought of yours and initiate you into the Miles-High Club.”
“No . . . it’s Miles.” He smirks as his eyes darken. “Trust me—it’s Miles.”
“You know, I’ve never fucked a stranger before.”
“I hope New York freezes the fuck over.”
“I have plans for us,” he whispers darkly.
“Get over here and suck my cock, Emily,”
“I’ll take care of you, baby,”
“You’ll fuck me first,” he murmurs against my lips, “and then I’ll fuck you when you’re warmed up.”
“I only fuck once, big boy, and then I fall asleep.”
“From the moment I saw you on the plane today, I wanted you riding my cock.”
“Do you know how perfect you feel inside me?”
He picks me up by the hip bones and slams me back down on his cock, and I laugh out loud at the overwhelming sensation of being filled to the hilt.
Oh . . . this man knows his way around a woman’s body.
“Goodbye, my beautiful fuck bunny,”
“Yes, it is. Give me his number, and I’ll save you the job.”
“Ask him if he feels like he might die if he doesn’t get to touch you again.”
“Because there’s another man who does.”
“But it was the way you kissed me that I remember the most.” My eyes search his. “How did I kiss you?” “Like you’d been waiting your whole life to kiss me.”
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re playing at, Emily Foster, but I won’t have it. If you’re with me, you’re with me. And you’ll do as I fucking say.”
I want a man who doesn’t even exist.
I watched us in the mirror.
“You must have done something stupid in your life, Jameson Miles.” He smiles softly over at me in the darkness. “Yeah. I have.” “What?” I smirk. He reaches over and cups my face in his hand, and his thumb dusts over my bottom lip. “I never asked for your number.”
The only thing I want to eat tonight is you. Now get back to work before I bend you over your desk.
I’m sitting on the couch in my pajamas watching a movie, and he’s lying with his head on my lap, fast asleep.
This feels strangely . . . normal.
This night has been nonsexual . . . and normal . . . and weirdly intimate.
how are you supposed to hold it? Like that’s a thing.
“Don’t fall in love with me, Emily.”
“I’ve missed my girl,”
We were fucking before. Now I want you.”
“I want all of you.”
“Our apartment.”
“I will be announcing today that we are in a relationship.”
“And I want everyone to know that you’re mine.”
“I told her that I want to build a future with you.”
“Meaning that my woman is my world.”
“I work hard . . . but I love harder.”
“I’m in love with you, Emily Foster.” He leans in and kisses me slowly. His tongue swipes through my open lips with such emotion that I get a lump in my throat. “I can’t help it. I tried to stop it, and I couldn’t. I think I’ve loved you since our first night together in
Boston. You stayed with me. I fought it, and still, I couldn’t forget you. I’ve been carrying your scarf around like a lovesick fool for more than a year.”
For the first time in my life, I feel like I’m home.
I love that she thinks we need a discount.
“You were wondering what the chocolate on my lips tastes like,”
“That you’re a coward.”
“That you’re too scared to love me.”
“And I deserve someone who knows that I’m worth the risk.”
“You’re just not brave enough to love me.”
