" Are you reading porn?” The low voice in my ear has me pulling my Kindle so hard against my chest, I fear I may crack the screen. I drop my chin, inspecting the front for any signs of damage while the man behind me breathes an amused laugh. No cracks. Oh, thank God. I settle my nerves before replying blindly, “I don’t think you can read porn. You watch porn.” I "

― J. Daniels , When I Fall (Alabama Summer, #3)