And, Kay adds as her final touch, Christian Prescott is my boyfriend.I dislike her already.
Tucker strokes my hair. There's something so tender about the gesture. It might as well have been him whispering I love you.
I'll never forget the way he tastes. It's not anything I can describe, a little sweet and a whole lot of spice, and it feels, in that moment, absolutely right.
Everyone wants a little bit of something beautiful.
I think its a sickness to grieve too much for those who never cared a fig for you.
Saving you is the only thing that will bring me peace for all the wrong I have done. That is my truth