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1 " He carried himself like a guy who lived in his whole body. Like every molecule was under his control. I lived in exactly 12% of my body. I wasn’t even sure what my hair was doing. "
― Molly O'Keefe , Bad Neighbor (Bad Boy Romance, #1)
2 " You like to watch?” The girl asked. “Or do you want to join us?”“I…uh…” Oh, this wasn’t hot anymore. This was just awkward, and I was so totally out of place with my flannel shirt and my socks and my hair back in a bun.I was wearing fucking glasses. Who wears glasses to your neighbor’s orgy? "
3 " This is where I lived – she lived there, too. I could see it in her face. Her eyes. The way she carried herself.In the place between what we wanted and what we had.And this is where all the pain lived. "
4 " I want to be falling in love with you for the rest of my life. "
5 " His eyes skated across my body, taking in my paint-splattered overalls and the hot pink tank top I wore underneath it.He couldn’t see that my tank top had Big Bird on it. But he looked at me like he knew. "
6 " I’ve never…” she whispered as I kissed her neck. Her hear. The skin under her chin. She really was soft all over. “This isn’t like me.”I leaned back. Looked deep into her startled and wary blue eyes.“You looking for permission to fuck the way you like?” I asked. “It’s yours. "