My history is long, and not much of it is good. I can't erase it, but I'm determined not to make another mistake. Not when the stakes are high, not when it comes to you.

I tended to be more a romantic than a realist, and chose blind faith over cold logic.

His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.

Why is Anthony Amowitz using his pimp smile on you?” “You’re only calling him a pimp because he’s here. At Marcie’s.” “Yeah, so?” “He’s being nice.” I elbowed her. “Smile back.” “Being nice? He’s being horny.

Arrogance can be deadly.” The corners of his mouth crept up. “But you didn’t hear me say that.

It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise.

Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.