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296 pages, Paperback
First published April 28, 2015
I’m comfortable enough with my hetero status to say that if I did play for the other team? I wouldn’t just fuck Garrett Graham, I’d marry him.
“Seriously, Grace, don’t stress. You know what they say- haters be hating, and bitches be bitching.”
“Lorris? As in Logan and Morris? They fucking Brangelina’d themselves?”
“I need you. I can’t stand the thought of being without you.” He releases a shaky breath. “You’re the last person I think about before I go to sleep, and the first person I think about when I open my eyes in the morning. You’re it for me, baby.”
“I broke up with her to avoid getting into a serious relationship with her, and now it turns out that's what I wanted all along.”
“He's got this whole manly thing going on that makes me want to rip his clothes off and lick him like an ice-cream cone.”
“Just out of curiosity, what constitutes a 'nice cock shot'? I mean, is it the lightning? The pose?”
He absolutely makes me nervous. He's John fucking Logan, one of the most popular guys at this college. And I'm Grace fucking Ivers, one of thousand of girls who are crushing on him.
I've given handjobs before, plus a few blowjobs that I know were a huge success because...well, semen and all that. but I don't have enough experience to consider myself an expert penis-wrangler or anything.
Just out of curiosity, what constitutes a 'nice cock shot'? I mean, is it the lighting? The pose?"
"Well, the trick is, you've gotta keep the balls out of it."
"Seriously," Dean insists. "Balls aren't photogenic. Women don't want to see them."
Trust me, baby, you're the only woman I want. The only one who gets me going."
Belonging. It's the only way to describe the exquisite rush of sensation that washes over me. His lips BELONG on mine.
GOD THIS GUY IS INCORRIGIBLE. AND TOO DAMN GORGEOUS FOR HIS OWN GOOD. HIS CHISELED JAW IS COVERED WITH SCRUFF, AS IF HE HASN'T SHAVED IN DAYS ....
The Ivers family practically founded Massachusetts, and we've got some Scottish and Irish roots, I think.
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"The idea of Grace with another guy is unacceptable. I won't go as far as to say she's mine, but...well, she's mine. Mine to hold and mine to kiss and mine to laugh with. Yup, mine."
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"I've known Logan a long time." Lukov winks at the camera. "And by a long time, I mean five whole minutes, but what is time, really? From what I can tell, he's a good guy. Easy on the eyes. Rumor has it he's a total bruiser on the ice. That's all I really need to know to give him my endorsement. So go out with him, sweetheart. My name is Shane Lukov and I approve this message."
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"You're the last person I think about before I go to sleep, and the first person I think about when I open my eyes in the morning. You're it for me, baby."
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