¿Acaso esto era de lo que se trataba el amor? ¿Pensar que una chica se veía hermosa en su pijama y sus gafas? ¿Que probablemente yo era el único que ella había dejado que la viera usándolas? ¿Era esa una cosa buena o una cosa mala?
Nyrae DawnTag: dawn bastian-hawkins nyrae what-a-boy-wants
A laugh jumps out of my mouth, surprising me. I can’t even remember the last time I laughed and it puts me on edge. I suddenly want to do the same thing to her. Let her see how it feels to teeter on that cliff.
Nyrae DawnTag: romance contemporary new-adult
Everything’s not always black and white, Princess. Sometimes we have to do shit because there’s not another choice. Maybe you should think about that before you snub your nose at me.
Nyrae DawnBut when he smiles? Really smiles, it’s perfect. Like toothpaste commercial, boy-next-door beauty that makes it really hard to be pissed at him.
Nyrae DawnMy face is in his neck and I think if I was going to cry, this would be the perfect place to do it
Nyrae DawnThere’s no talking. No laughing. Nothing but eager hands and sad eyes.
Nyrae DawnColt lies on my bed and pulls me down behind him. I expect him to go for my clothes, but instead he kisses me again.
“Blanket.” I mutter, between kisses.
“If you’re cold I’m doing something wrong.
Don’t cry, Princess. You know what they say. You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you meet your prince.
Nyrae DawnTag: colton
Pity isn't the only thing I don't do. Princesses are high on my lists too.
Nyrae Dawn— ¿Lo soy? ¿Tu chica, quiero decir?
— Creo que es así, a menos que solo me estés utilizando por mis habilidades de besuqueo.
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