Pebbles

“Hey, I was sleeping innocently until a big bear came in and decided that my bed was just right.”

He tugs on my hair. “I think you got the wrong fairytale here.”

“What would be the right one? Aladdin because you plan to take me on a magical carpet ride?” I waggle my eyebrows.

Reed bursts out laughing. “Is that what you think of my dick? That it’s magical?”

I blush so furiously that he laughs even harder. “Damn, you really are a virgin, aren’t you?”

Cheeks still flaming, I flip up my middle finger. “That’s what I think of you and your magical, uh…”

“Dick,” he supplies between laughs. “Come on, virgin, just say it—dick.”

“Oh, you’re a dick, all right.” I glare at him all the way to the car.

- Ella Harper”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Look, I like you. Didn’t think I would but I do, and because I like you, I feel the need to warn you that we Royals are pretty fucked up. We’re good in bed, but out of it? We’re like a stage four hurricane.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“I tug his head down to mine. “I need you, Reed. Don’t make me beg.”
And just like that, he gives in. One hand comes up to tangle in my hair while the other pulls me roughly against him. “You don’t ever have to ask again. I’ll give you anything you want.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“I’m tired of playing the good, calm girl. I rise up on my knees, reach over and hit him across the top of his head.
“Fuck,” he curses. “What the hell was that for?”
“That’s for being an asshole!” I hit him again…
Reed pushes me back, hard, against the passenger door. “Sit the fuck down! You’re gonna make us crash.”
“I’m not going to sit down!” I swing at him again. “I’m tired of you and your insults and your awful friends!”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess