oh... so this is what all the fuss is about.

When you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.

He stuck the pencil over his ear, looking unconvinced. "Mmm. What position would you be the most comfortable for you?" I couldn't say aloud the answers that popped into my head at that question, but the flush that spread across my face like wildfire gave me away. He caught his lower lip in his teeth, and I was sure it was to contain a laugh. Most comfortable position? What about with my head stuck under a pillow?

Woman, if i was straight, i would steal you from him so hard.

I tilt her chin up and bend my face to hers, silently praising every woman who's had a hand in making her who she is.

I want to see your tattoos." "You do, huh?

She chews her lip, staring into my eyes. "Okay... Why did you kiss me in Austin?" I laugh softly and she frowns. "Sorry. That one's too easy." My gaze flicks to her mouth and back. "I'd wanted to kiss you ever since Quinton suggested playing spin the bottle, and by that night in your room, I'd run out of willpower to fight it.