Pixie (Ballsy Boys, #5)

by K.M. Neuhold

I had a fumbling experience that left me wanting, but then ran into this big, furry papa bear who showed me the stars and the entire universe.” He smacks his lips, and something coils inside me, making my muscles tense up.

going to the club horny is worse than shopping hungry—god knows what you’ll end up taking home, but you’re almost guaranteed to regret it.

It would be so nice if I could love him as more and have him love me back the same way. It would be like a pair of large, comfy sweatpants—clearly the most romantic way to imagine a relationship.

You want to spare everyone else that hurt… But you can’t. People die, Bear, and you have no control over that. You could die at the ripe old age of a hundred or be taken next year by a drunk driver.

Stupid Bear and his stupid magical cock that I can’t stop thinking about. Men like Bear should come with a warning: will ruin you for other men, proceed with caution.

I blink a few times as it sinks in that I just got schooled on the philosophy of life by a little elf, young enough to be my son, using a Disney movie. Clearly, I am not quite as accomplished at adulting as I thought.