My daily Nespresso coffee, an unexpected shaft of sunlight through the window on a winter's day, my bargain Missoni sunglasses (70 percent off!)
Sophie KinsellaIโm blushing at my own stupid, nonsensical, meaningless thought process, which, by the way, nobody knows about except me.
Sophie KinsellaExcept...I do. Of course I do. Because as his hands gently cup my waist, I don't make a sound. As he swivels me around to face him, I don't make a sound. I don't need to. We're still talking. Every touch he makes, every imprint of his skin is like another word, another thought, a continuation of our conversation. And we're not done yet. Not yet.
Sophie KinsellaThereโs no such thing as ruining your life. Lifeโs a pretty resilient thing, it turns out.
Sophie Kinsella