Caught Stealing (Leighton U, #2)

by C.E. Ricci

But hey, what doesn’t kill you just gives you seriously fucked-up coping mechanisms and one massive self-destruct button.

So true

Not too deep, but a little rasp that’s sure to sound phenomenal saying my name while we—

Keep ya dick in ya pants

“I…I’m not this guy. The one-night-stand kind.” Oh, how the irony of his statement isn’t lost on me, knowing full-well my reputation around campus. “Seems to me like you’re doing a great job of it,” I tell him, my hands gripping his smooth, muscled biceps. “But if you’re planning to implode afterward, at least let me sneak out so I don’t have to watch.”

Classy

“You ready to head out soon?” Holden asks, slicing through my thoughts.

Hes a slut