Niickii S

“I know the tenth commandment is Thou shalt not covet. And I’ve been breaking that one a lot lately,” he said. “How so?” I asked as Isaac physically brushed past me. “Sunday Morning, I’ve been coveting the fuck out of you since Easter Sunday,” he said, strolling out of the barn. I died and went straight to Hell.”
― Jewel E. Ann, Sunday Morning

“Are you playing my guitar tonight?” “Yes.” I unbuckled. “Good. Lock your bedroom door and play it naked.”
― Jewel E. Ann, Sunday Morning

“But sometimes, even when we know something is bad for us, we do it anyway. Maybe for the thrill, maybe to cure our curiosity, or maybe just to lie to ourselves a little longer.”
― Kandi Steiner, A Love Letter to Whiskey

“Sunday Morning, I want to write my name on every inch of your body. But I don’t think it would bode well for your relationship with my brother or the great union of the Cory and Jacobson families.” Isaac turned and opened the door while gazing over his shoulder. “But I promise it would blow your fucking mind.”
― Jewel E. Ann, Sunday Morning