Everybody has something to tell. Everyone has a story. I want to know yours.
Magan VernonMots clés new-adult the-only-exception trey-chapman magan-vernon
You would do the same for me." He smiled a big toothy smile before he hopped off my car and walked away, leaving me wondering what was up with the guy in the girl jeans and why I couldn’t get him off of my mind.
Magan VernonMots clés humor young-adult magan-vernon life-love-and-lemons
I think I should be the one thanking you," he whispered
“For what?" I pulled him closer to me.
He pushed the hair out of my face before whispering in my ear, “For saying, screw the lemons.
Mots clés romance magan-vernon life-love-and-lemons
When life hands you lemons sometimes you just have to say screw the lemons, and bail.
Magan VernonMots clés humor young-adult life-love-and-lemons
Isn't that thing a little unsanitary for the workplace?" I pointed to his lip ring.
"I assure you that my lip ring is the last thing you should be worried about." He smiled as he leaned on the counter.
Mots clés humor young-adult life-love-and-lemons
When I was laying there in his arms nothing else mattered. My parents, my lack of funds, everything just seemed to melt away as I was lost in his lips"- Bentley Evans
Magan VernonMots clés humor young-adult life-love-and-lemons
It’s always been you and me, Red. Even before we were us. You’ve always had the control in this relationship. Some things may distract us, but I’ll always come back to you
Magan VernonMots clés romance new-adult magan-vernon the-only-one
Maybe you should just take it off up in my room and I can help you get dry.” He leaned in, his full lips right on my ear. “Or make you wetter.
Magan VernonMots clés romance new-adult the-only-one
Sometimes people are just misunderstood. People and animals. We can’t just assume they are thinking one thing and can avoid temptation. it’s hard as hell to avoid that red flag when it’s waving in your face.
Magan VernonMots clés romance love-story college-romance new-adult the-only-one john-boy-walden
I’m glad you feel that way.” His breath tickled my jaw line before he ran his tongue along it. “But I’m sorry about your back.”
“What about my back?” I murmured, lost in the trance of where his tongue was going to go next.
He shoved my back against the mattress, pulling my arms above my head before he crawled on top of me, straddling my hips. “I’m sorry that it might be sore in the morning.
Mots clés the-only-one john-boy-walden
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