" In for a penny, in for a pound. My mattress slides off the wooden frame when I give it a tug. I drop it on the floor beside my bed. There’s just enough room left for Jamie to do the same. Standing there staring down at my mattress, I feel exposed in a way I haven’t ever felt before. Jamie and I fool around, but we don’t talk about it. I don’t ask him for anything except orgasms. "

― Sarina Bowen , Him (Him, #1)