The Mistake (Off-Campus, #2)

by Elle Kennedy

and I’m comfortable enough with my hetero status to say that if I did play for the other team? I wouldn’t just fuck Garrett Graham, I’d marry him.

“Well, you were looking at me like you wanted me to kiss you.” His blue eyes become heavy-lidded. “So I was thinking I might do that.”

all I did was run through every incredible second of every incredible thing Logan did to me this morning. Can you nominate anyone for sainthood, or are there eligibility requirements?

There are requirements babe

“Seriously, Grace, don’t stress. You know what they say—haters be hating, and bitches be bitching.”

His voice thickens. “I just want to fall asleep with you. And wake up with you. And go down on you, if you’re in the mood for a John Logan orgasm.”

“And just in case my reaction to your idiocy didn’t make it clear where I stand with us, then let me spell it out for you.” I whirl around to scowl at him. “I love you, you stupid jackass.”

“You’re the last person I think about before I go to sleep, and the first person I think about when I open my eyes in the morning. You’re it for me, baby.”