Please touch me. I need you to touch me.

When you find yourself about to say something that crosses a line, something that could cause irreparable harm, sometimes the best you can do is just not say that thing.

That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.

Graham runs a hand through his hair and takes a deep breath. Finally, with a determined scowl, he crosses the room. His hands grip my shoulders. “We are not,” his voice is a gentle tremor, “breaking up

And then she told me she didn’t want someone who needed her in order to be a better guy. She wanted someone who was better by himself, with or without her.

No offense to hot girls everywhere- but newsflash- there are hot girls everywhere.

Bonus: I now knew what Erin meant by lickable abs.