Hayle Whitley

“I wish I could hate you,” I whisper, feeling the world around me closing in more and more with each passing hour.
“Me, too,” he responds, his lips kissing the back of my head.”
― T.M. Frazier, Up in Smoke

“I am loved by him in a way that no one else on the planet could ever love me.”
― T.M. Frazier, Up in Smoke

“I’m desperate to give my body to the man who may very well be the one who takes my life.
And right now, I don’t fucking care.
Because in Smoke’s arms, I’ve come alive.”
― T.M. Frazier, Up in Smoke

“It’s only fair that I break you,” Smoke groans, seating himself fully inside me. He looks me in the eyes. “Since you’ve already broken me.”
― T.M. Frazier, Up in Smoke