For me," he said. It came out as a cross between a choked growl and a whimpher. It was shocked, and it was possessive. Full of pain, and laced with joy. "You were made for me.
Jus AccardoI think I understand that now. I think I love you.
Jus AccardoI love you," he said. [...] "Just you. Only you. Always you.
Jus AccardoIf I had the ability to touch anyone else in this world, I still don't believe I'd want it to be anyone but you.
Jus AccardoThat was your past. I am your future.
Jus AccardoMy jaw dropped. Forget balls, this guy had boulders.
Jus AccardoI was Halfway to Kale when something hit me. A chair. Someone had thrown a chair at me. What the hell was this, WWE?
Jus AccardoMots clés dez
What was I doing? What I did best. Crazy shit.
Jus AccardoGive that boy a cookie!"
Now really wasn't the time to think about food. And where was she keeping them? In her pockets? They'd be all crumbled.
"I don't want one. Thank you."
Eyebrows raised, she wrinkled her nose - I must have insulted her by not accepting her offer.
Mots clés untouched-denazen-1-5
„This is what people do here?”
„It's a little more complicated than that.”
„Everything seems complicated here,” he grumbled.
„That"s life,” I laughed. „Life is complicated.”
„And that's good?”
I nodded. „That's good.
« ; premier précédent
Page 2 de 7.
suivant dernier » ;
Data privacy
Imprint
Contact
Diese Website verwendet Cookies, um Ihnen die bestmögliche Funktionalität bieten zu können.