Cindy Mcgriff

“His burning gaze snags on my braid, following it across my shoulder and over the swell of my breast. As his eyes dip, his lips part, and his fingers twitch on his thigh. My”
― Amanda Bouchet, A Promise of Fire

“T.K. Maxx,”
― Prince Harry, Spare

“Fine.” I used the universal language of women. Fine meant so many things it needed to have three pages in the dictionary.”
― Ryan Michele, Needing To Fall