Am I going to have to carry you? If so, it would complete my badass knight-in-shining-armor act with you today.

Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.

Join me? Patting the spot beside him, he inclined his head. “Pretty please? I’m lonely all by myself over here.

Avery Morgansten? This is becoming a habit.

...his gaze met hers. It was crazy. Dressed down in worn blue jeans and a black shirt, he was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. And the moment was sort of perfect. Even with the deer head staring over his shoulder like a total creeper.

She tried to swallow, to take a breath, but her eyes met his, and there was nothing but aching intensity in his gaze. And she was drawn in, swept away.

Leaning back against Cam's chest, I tipped my head back and I reached up, cupping his cheek. I drew his mouth to mine and kissed him softly. "Thank you." His lips curved up on one side. "For what?" "For waiting for me.