I’ve never slept all night with a girl. Until you.
Ask me for anything else, Jen. Anything. I... I don’t want to let you go. Not yet.
Holding him close, I rest my chin on top of his shoulder, my mouth close to his ear. “It’s okay.” I whisper as I run my hand over his flat, firm stomach, feeling extra daring tonight. “Everythings okay, you did what you could.
You have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen.
I like having her in my bed every night. Waking up with her every morning. Just knowing she’s with me gives me a sense of peace I can’t remembering ever having in my life.
Wear the red dress tonight. I like you in red.” There is a undercurrent to his voice. An unspoken meaning, as if he’s demanding I wear red to please him and no one else.
He has the kindest, sweetest heart you could ever know. He’s funny, he’s smart, and he knows just what to say to make me smile.
She is good for me. I’m in love with her.
We fall onto the bed together and I am careful not to land on her since she is so little. And perfect.
F me, she’s even more gorgeous than I remember.
He gently wakes me up by kissing me all over my face.
I woke up not fifteen minutes ago and the second I saw your message, I hopped in my truck and sped over here.” I spread my arms wide. “Look at me. I ran into the fing rain across my apartment parking lot and yours to get to you.
Merry Christmas. I bought you every shade of lipstick Chanel carries, so you can create your own million kisses in your lifetime. Hopefully you’ll share some of those kisses with me. Love, Crew.
You sure you want me to be your first?” He drifts his fingers across my cheek, sliding them into my hair, holding the side of my head, forcing me to meet his gaze. “Because after I take one, I’m going to want them all.
Don’t say it, Birdy. Not now, when we’re FaceTiming each other.” His smile is smug. “Save it for when we’re actually together.” I burst out laughing. “How did you know?” “Because I feel the same way.
Now you owe me two million kisses.
It’s been three years, four months, two days and a handful of hours since the first moment I set eyes on her. The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. The absolute bane of my existence.
A Million Kisses in Your Lifetime. That’s what I want. I want someone to promise me a million kisses and more.
What’s your favorite color?” “Green.” He leans in, his mouth so close to my ear, just like I imagined last night. “Like your eyes.
Do you like girls with pink hair?” I ask Crew. He levels that icy blue gaze on me. “I prefer brunettes.” “Really.” Crew nods. “With green eyes and an appreciation for art.