Sweet Pea, the way you eat means you got tits and ass. This is good because I like tits and ass. This is bad because Tack and Lawson like 'em just as much as me. Then he shoved his noodles and veg into his mouth and said with his mouth full, Tack maybe more.
Kristen AshleyIt might make me selfish, and an idiot, but when you needed time to get your head together after you'd had your heart broken by a commando, hanging at a mountain hideaway with a biker was a good way to heal
Kristen AshleyYou were just a beautiful woman. Now you're my beautiful woman. What you got under your clothes is for me. No one else. They don't look. They don't touch. That's the deal. Yeah?"
I stared at him, speechless, which was a good thing because if I had words, I would have said them so loudly the neighbors would hear.
"Now," he went on, either not feeling or not caring about the badder than bad vibes emanating from me directly toward him, "go put on a tank."
That’s when I found my words.
"Maybe I should go put on my ragged white dress and stone necklace and you can put on your leopard skin tunic and we can pedal in our stone car to the roadhouse before you go bowling with Barney and I go shopping with Betty, Fred.
The cold night air outside was like a slap in the face. If I wasn't in Naughty Girl Martini Land, I would have sobered instantly. Unfortunately, I was deep in Naughty Girl Martini Land. So deep, I was skipping dazedly through the Naughty Girl Martini forest and leaping over the Naughty Girl Martini streams, completely oblivious to everything.
Kristen AshleyJealousy is an ugly emotion that makes people do some seriously whacked shit and when a woman is experiencing it, it's worse.
Kristen AshleyMots clés jealousy tack kane-allen
We haven't been together very long," I reminded him.
"You love me and I love you. How long does that need to be?"
Knight and Anya Gage
Nicaragua
Kristen AshleyMots clés country
Are you aiming for our make-up to be
the shortest in history or what?
Mots clés make-up
Coupla weeks ago, you gave me a fuckin’ sweet nightie and words I loved hearing.”
I felt my entire body go still as I held his eyes.
“Forgot to mention I feel the same,” he stated and my insides hollowed out.
“What?” I breathed.
“Put down the rice and come here, baby, I wanna tell you I love you when you’re in my
arms.”
I didn’t move. I stared at him, my internal organs gone but still, my body managed to
produce tears which gathered in my eyes and then promptly and silently slid down my
cheeks.
... any man is defined by the woman who shares her bed with him.
Kristen AshleyMots clés bed
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