Cris Calado

“And this must be Avery?"

"Oh, God, no," Cam said. "This is Candy, Mom."

His mother's eyes widened and a bit of color infused her cheeks. "Uh, I'm..."

"I'm Avery," I said, shooting Cam a look. "You had it right."

She spun around, smacking Cam across the arm. Hard, too. "Cameron! Oh my God. I thought..." She smacked him again and he laughed. "You're terrible.”
― J. Lynn, Wait for You

“I can’t keep you, Livvie. Stop trying to make me.”
― C.J. Roberts, Seduced in the Dark

“Brooke Dumas. I'm Remington.”
― Katy Evans, Real

“Are you two you know?" Jacob pointed at us. " Together? Together? "
I didn't get a chance to answer. Cam spun me around and kissed me, right there between the two buildings. It was no friendly peck on the lips. When our tongues touched, my bag slipped off my arm and hit the frosted ground.
"Holy crap," Jacob muttered. "I think they're going to make babies.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You