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To Dr. Spencer Reid, Criminal Minds did you dirty, Pretty Boy. You deserved a happy ending, so this one’s for you.
Hello, Anti-hero? Sydney Ward, here. Hold my beer.
conveniently forgetting there’s an erotic poem included in the Bible. See? Even God knows sex is good.
Anna needs to get her Botoxed brain out of her Brazilian Butt Lift ass
“Out west, for sure. Like Wyoming. There’s space and nature and… bison.”
And maybe a hot cowboy or two you could take for a ride—”
And the bags under my eyes were so big, I was surprised United didn’t make me check them at the gate.
And old people, well, they just… up and die… and it’s terribly inconvenient.”
Okay, maybe he was kind of tall, but it was the lanky kind of tall. He didn’t have bulging biceps or a muscular chest under his button-down shirt and… sweater-vest. Yup, that’s right. A sweater-vest.
Nowadays, there was only one phrase for what I saw; Ranger was a pretty boy.
not even hiding that ranger is spencer
His hair… was a mop. That was the only word for it. A mop of wavy, warm-brown hair that made him look adorably boyish.
his full lips gently pursed together and then sprung into a smile. A dimpled smile.
“Did you know studies show more pathogens are exchanged by shaking hands than a ten-second kiss?”
spencer. fucking. reid.
His tongue slid out, but it didn’t just wet his lips; it pulled his full lips back between his teeth… almost like his tongue was corralling his mouth into quiet.
It was logical to avoid things that caused uncontrollable and potentially hazardous reactions. I already had a list of those. Shellfish. Cocaine. Explosives. And now, Sydney Ward.
I appreciated the irony of being able to read twenty thousand words per minute but being unable to read a person.
“Planning on adding a fourth doctorate to your degrees?”
“Just saying, I’m here for expert dating advice if you need it, Baby Brains.”
your morgan is showing buddy
Smart people knew their weaknesses; brilliant people avoided them at all costs.
As a romance author, my first thought upon recognizing the car model was that there was a glittering vampire in the front seat.
“Smarty McHotpants?”
“Chemical Casanova. G-spot Genius. The Nerdy Nutter.”
“Your landlord is the real Albert Fineinstein.”
“Reading is good for the brain. It increases knowledge, expands vocabulary, strengthens cognitive skills—did you know that reading can reduce stress by up to sixty-eight percent? It works faster than listening to music or drinking a cup of hot tea.”
what I wanted couldn’t happen in reality. The only space in my life for any kind of relationship existed in the blank pages of my next book, safely between the covers where my heart couldn’t be broken again.
He stared at me like I’d just insisted that two plus two equaled five.
“It didn’t take me very long because I can read twenty thousand words per minute.”
“Twenty thousand and an eidetic memory,
“You’re not fine,” he insisted with a low voice that inched dangerously close to a growl.
hot hot hot hot
“You’re so tight. Just breathe through it.”
kinky
“Does that feel good?” He pushed harder. “Mmm.” I nodded quickly, trying to rein in my racing pulse.
This was horrible. And sad. Did I really need to get laid so badly that I was getting turned on by a calf massage?
“Do you want me to go deeper?”
“Oh, I’m sure you’ll overthink it, Baby Brains… but I hope you get to the same conclusion as me.”
morgan energy hello
Research showed messiness and clutter were common characteristics among people with higher IQs.
To: Sydney From: Your one true love.
freak alert freak alert
A tear broke free and fled down my cheek. Instantly, his hand was there, his thumb catching the warm bead and wiping it away.
Gina: Syd… I didn’t send those flowers.
For a split second, all I could remember was Mom’s agonizing wails from behind her bedroom door after Dad died.
kick in the throat
Achilles had his heel. Samson had his hair. Superman had kryptonite. And I… I had Sydney.
Over the course of the week, the bathroom turned into a masturbation station—Gina’s phrase, not mine—
“Don’t apologize, Sydney,” he ordered. “You’re my priority.”
“Walk softly but carry a big stick.” In more ways than one…
“Well, we certainly don’t want to put you on the spot, seeing as how you’re on vacation in town.
mmm red flag maybe? idk maybe the whole town knows but this feels sus
“When Sasha hit the kidnapper with the frying pan.”
rapunzel who bitch
“Someone left Tangled on at my dentist
nailed it!!
favorite Sydney Ward sex scene of all time?”
“Restaurant bathroom scene in Dangerous Liaisons,
“Library in Undercover Love,”
Cindy picked a pool scene from Target Heart.
