Bexxy

“Even wild souls need a place to rest.”
― A.L. Jackson, Stay

“I want this.” To prove my point, I ran my hands down the tense muscles of his back and then lower, slipping my fingers under his loose pants. “Don’t…don’t you want this? It seems like you do.”
“God,” he groaned, moving his mouth to my neck. “I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Prince

“In the last week, you’ve nearly showed up everywhere I’ve been. It’s almost like you’re following me.”
“What if I was?”
I almost dropped the stake as my gaze flew to his face. His expression was unreadable and I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not. “Really?” That’s not creepy or anything.”
His sigh was so heavy I was surprised it didn’t shake the buildings. “You shouldn’t be out here.”
“What do you want from me?” I challenged. “I mean, really? Are we going to have this conversation every five minutes?”
“What do I want from you?” An emotion flickered across his face, parting his lips. “That’s a loaded question.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Prince

“One blink for yes. Two for no. Three for Are you all right? Four for I am here, I am with you. Five for This is real, you are awake.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash