I wanted to tell you that I couldn't stop thinking about your face. That you had burrowed your way so deep into my veins that I would fucking bleed you. That if I died tomorrow, I could go a happy man for having felt your lips on my skin.
A. Meredith WaltersStop it!" she hissed. I frowned and rubbed my arm. "What are you talking about?" I whispered back. Riley pointed at me, waggling her finger. "I know that look on your face! You're picturing him naked with you naked.
A. Meredith WaltersHoly bad boy Batman!
A. Meredith WaltersMots clés romance bad-boys new-adult
I knew Jordan's type. And I was attracted to them like bees to tasty, hormone soaked honey.
A. Meredith WaltersSo what did I do? I crawled back into my bed and ate another gallon of ice creamy goodness and tried to forget the tattooed bartender who had bulldozed his way into my life. Stupid dick wad.
A. Meredith WaltersJust know that you are and always will be my world. You found me in the dark and saved me from myself.
A. Meredith WaltersIf I've ever made you feel less than crucial to my life, I
apologize. Because you are important to me. Actually important doesn't even cover it. You are
fundamental to who I am. There is no Daniel Lowe without Rachel Bradfield.
Baby girl, you deserve some cloud walkin'.
A. Meredith WaltersBut Rachel, every time you hurt, I hurt. Particularly, when I'm the cause of it. I've been an
insensitive jerk. But I need you to know that you are all I can think about. That you give me freaking
butterflies in my stomach. That when we're together I feel like...”
“Cloud walking.” Rachel grinned.
Dear lord, the flash of his gleaming white teeth was like a hot button to my nether regions. Down vagina! Down, girl.”
Bad Rep by A. Meredith Walters
Mots clés funny-humor
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