Did you really think you were going to escape me twice, Bridget?
J. LynnWhen he spoke, his lips brushed hers. “I want you. Bad. Right now. Against the wall. On my bed. The floor and maybe in the bathroom later. I have a shower stall and a Jacuzzi we could put to really good use. I know you’d like it.
J. LynnHis hands slipped down her neck and landed on her shoulders. Tipping his chin down, his fevered eyes met hers. “Are you sure that’s what you want, Bridget? Because once I start, I won’t stop again. I will take you—take you so hard that every breath afterward is only going to remind you of me.
J. LynnI love you, Bridget. I’m pretty sure you feel the same way about me, and screw the whole dating thing. Let’s get married.
J. LynnIt was kind of romantic, especially since you weren't lying dead anywhere.
J. LynnTags: romance
Good, because if the guy isn't making you walk funny after sex, then probably isn't anything to write home to mom about.
J. LynnI almost apologized again, but apologies were really like wishes. There was an abundance of both in my life, and neither really made a difference.
J. LynnTags: apologies
I felt like I was well on my way to becoming the neighborhood cat lady. All I needed were the cats.
J. LynnIt was too early for any of my friends to have come home.
Hell, it wasn't even nine yet, which meant it was probably also too early for a serial killer to pay a visit.
Tags: humor
Dancing can be addictive if you like it.
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