See? Things Are Already Looking Promising.

I Can Pick A Lock. How Do You Think I Got Into My Parents' Liquor Cabinet In Middle School?

Adrian Sifted Through The Bags And Pulled Out A Slice Of Coconut Cream. "if I Were A Dragon, This Is What I'd Go For." I Didn't Argue, Mainly Because That Statement Had No Logical Argument.

My Mother Wasnʹt Sleeping With Anybody. She Doesnʹt Even Sleep With My Father.

My Nails Dug Into His Back, And He Trailed His Lips Down The Edge Of My Chin, Down The Center Of My Neck. He Kept Going Until He Reached The Bottom Of The Dress’s V-neck. I Let Out A Small Gasp, And He Kissed All Around The Neckline, Just Enough To Tease.

He Laced His Fingers Through Mine And Lifted My Hand To His Lips. I Had Gloves On, But He Kissed Exactly Where I Wore His Ring. “why Are You So Sweet?” I Asked, My Voice Small. My Heart Beat Rapidly, And Every Star Peeping Through The Clouds Seemed To Be Shining Just For Me. “i Don’t Think I’m That Sweet. I Mean, I Just Told You To Be Quiet. That’s One Step Away From Asking You To Wash My Laundry And Make Me A Sandwich.” “you Know What I Mean.” Seth Pressed Another Kiss To My Forehead. “i’m Sweet Because You Make It Easy To Be Sweet.