I'd be damned if I let him see the tears in my eyes.

Kiss me or let me go. I don’t care anymore.

Her touch was as soft as a snowflake falling onto my skin.

You're just jealous." "Hardly. Been there, done you. Adequate, but unremarkable.

Still, I'd do anything for him. Even smear his clotting blood inside the vehicle of his choosing.

My heart lifted, and a matching grin curved my lips. He wanted to see me again. Maybe he really did like me after all. I felt like doing a happy dance, but of course, I was way too cool for that. I'd at least wait until I got back to my hotel room, alone, where no one would see.

I looked at Bria. “How do you put up with him?” Bria started to open her mouth, but Finn piped up instead. “She puts up with me because I happen to be rich, handsome, charming, a witty conversationalist, and exceptionally talented in bed,” he smirked. “Flexible too.” I groaned. “I did not need to hear those last two.