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“You’re all I think about. And I can’t do anything to stop it.”
I want him more than oxygen; the very thing I need to survive in this fucked-up reality where he’s supposedly with my best friend.
No one has ever made me feel this thoroughly owned. Honestly, I don’t think anyone else ever could.
I’m high on sunshine, tequila, and him; a combination sure to decimate the willpower of even the strongest of men.
As vexing as it might be, this thing with Phoenix defies everything I’ve known.
A look of relief takes over his face and he starts laughing. Like a real, genuine laugh, and I realize this is the first time I’ve heard it. And my God, if it isn’t the most incredible sound on this planet.
I’m already his. I have been since the night I laid eyes on him—maybe even before then. All I know is it’s been far longer than either of us realize.
As if all he wanted was a yes. As if all he wants is me.
He’s everything I didn’t know I wanted, and now I doubt there will ever be a day when he isn’t.
it’s what people cross oceans for, what they write songs about.
hate how my skin lights on fire when his fingertips brush against my palm. Hate the way my body aches and yearns for this man—the way my soul reaches toward his constantly and without end.
