I couldn’t stop staring at her. Never in my life had I wanted to be with a girl the way I had her. I couldn’t get enough of her; I couldn’t kiss her enough. She had made me a certified pussy, and I didn’t even care. And last night—that was a hell of a lot more than chasing a moment of bliss. I was pretty sure what I had with her was what most people spent an entire damn lifetime searching for.
