I'm beginning to think cookies is a code word for something else." "Maybe it is." He tugged on my bag again as he took a confident step back, forcing me down another step. "And just think about it. If cookie was a code word, whatever it symbolizes, it's been in your mouth, sweetheart.

I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect.

There is no one else - there's never been anyone else but you. You're it Maddie.

Did last night really happen?" One side of his lips tipped up, and my chest swelled. I'd missed that smile. "Depends on what you think happend." "I took my shirt off for you?" His eyes deepened. "Yes. Lovely moment.

Well, prepare yourself. I am all kinds of thoughtful this week. I brought you something else.

You’re a good guy, Cam.” “No, I’m not.” He exhaled deeply and his breath was warm against my cheek. “I’m only good with you.

I live to service you