Preston smirked. “You’re gonna have to stop calling me things like ‘gorgeous’ and ‘beautiful.’ I’m gonna get a complex. Why can’t I be ‘sexy,’ or maybe ‘irresistible’?

No one expected the preacher's daughter to sin, but they sure would love to catch me at it.

I don't want to beg or promise you things I can't give you. There isn't much of me to give, but what I have is yours. This is all up to you, Sadie. If you want me, I'm yours. If you can't do this, then I'll walk away and leave you alone. I swear.

Good isn't my thing but Sawyer's important to me. Please remember I've got my limits and you studying my mouth like you want a taste is pushing me dangerously close to the edge of those limits.

But when we find that one person who completes us, we don't give up. No matter how bad we screw up. We make it right.

You're my present and my future Sadie, I will use whatever power I have to make you happy.

You're everything I write about in songs, but can never have." -Jax