" We kiss some more, because we can’t seem to stop.
“I really like you,” she pants. “I know you’re Mr Casual and everything. I’m not expecting to pick our wedding china. But we--”
More kissing.
“We’re good together. Don’t even try to pretend it’s not true.”
Like that would even work. "

― Sarina Bowen , Bombshells (Brooklyn #5; Brooklyn Bruisers #8)