Colombina

“I need space to think.”
He looked stunned, almost like I’d hit him. “Space?”
I nodded, chewing my lip to hell.
And then Cam’s eyes darkened, his whole expression growing taut with coming anger. I began to gnaw my lip as he took a menacing step towards me. “Space from me?”
I nodded.
“Fuck that shit,” he growled.”
― Samantha Young, Down London Road

“Cam and I just broke up."
Cam laughed, hugging me even tighter into his side.
I huffed, trying to wriggle free. "What are you doing?"
"Getting back together with you.”
― Samantha Young, Down London Road

“Fuck, man,” Nate breathed, his attention suddenly on the shoes and my legs. “Don’t let her sell those.” His heated eyes devoured me. “Those are shit hot.”
“I will seriously hit you,” Cam warned him darkly.
Nate shrugged, threw me a cheeky grin, and turned back to the television screen.
“Not my fault your girlfriend is so bloody fuckable.”
Cole slammed his shoulder into Nate before Cam could retaliate. “Dude, that’s my sister.”
― Samantha Young, Down London Road

“I think we need to come up with a child-friendly phrase for f-u-c-k off."
"Duck off?"
"Exactly. Braden, duck off, you sarcastic dastard.”
― Samantha Young, Down London Road