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“This doesn’t count,” he said, his voice thick and hot, “as our first time post-hotel.”
“Don’t,” she replied, bending a little lower and arching her back, making him growl, “be bossy.”
“Honey,” he rasped, and then her knees nearly gave out as he touched her with a talented hand. “At this moment, I will be whatever you want me to be.”

HOLY FUCKKKKK!!!! i'm gonna have a heart attack

“Dammit, we only have a few minutes before the bouquet toss,” she said, her voice almost a whisper. “Please hurry, Jack.”
Her words almost made him dizzy with lust, and he clenched his teeth as he said, “By ‘hurry,’ you mean . . .”
She answered him with her hands on his belt.

“Don’t move.” Jack walked over and stepped behind her, and they looked at each other in the mirror. “You’re only halfway zipped.”

i love this cliche so bad!!!

She said, “I think I see my uncle Bob coming.”
“You’re looking at me. How would you see that?” he asked
“It’s like an intuition thing. Just in case, we should probably kiss.”
“Hallie Piper, do you even have an uncle Bob?”
“I just want to so badly,”
“Well, if you want to,”

i recognize a girl when it's ovulating...

Hallie had taken one step toward the area where they’d be removing their shoes when Jack grabbed her hand and turned her around. She looked up at his face, at those intense blue eyes, and before she could formulate a thought, his hands were on her face, his lips on hers.

i really like this game...

She missed her best friend. He'd been gone for almost two weeks, and even though they talked and texted every day, it wasn't the same as him being there.

Gurl you’re missing the love of your life

He didn't know how it'd happened, but
she'd completely taken over his brain.
Every morning when he went for a run,
she was what he was thinking about.
And he spent way too much time every day trying to figure out what the hell to do about it.

He’s so fucking in love..

He narrowed his eyes, and as he looked down at her, she was struck again by how tall he was.

gurl, you're 5' tall, you're a Polly Pocket, but yeah the height difference really makes it
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“Thank you. And I’m trusting you on the lamb.”
“Good girl.”

Stephen was good for 2 seconds

Jack: I think it was just two young, healthy people having a split second of natural chemistry. Probably just happened because we already bonked, so our bodies know each other.

Jack is not just a green flag, he’s the whole forest 🌳