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404 pages, ebook
First published April 7, 2013
’Don’t you ever forget that, hummingbird. You can go anywhere you want to go, be anything you want to be. Play because you love it and for no other reason. The day you stop loving it is the day it becomes a job. Making music should never be a job.�
“Who do you want to be, Layla?”�
I want to be free. For one moment in time, I just want to be free.
Don’t think for one minute I can’t read you like a book and see exactly what you’re trying to do: push me away first so you don’t get hurt. I’m not going anywhere, especially now that I’ve felt you come around my fingers and heard you cry out my name.
“You were wrong you know. About what you said before. I’m not the one who made you stronger. You always had it inside of you. It was always because of you�
"If I didn’t know what kind of person this chick was, I’d have to say that she had been hand-picked for me with the concert t-shirt, the long legs, the natural face without all that gunk on it, and the blonde hair that isn't a fire hazard from all the hairspray…in other words, perfect."
"What we had wasn't just a thing. What we had was everything"
"Please...don't," I whisper, my voice chocked with tears I don't even realize are pooling in my eyes.
He either doesn't hear me or doesn't care. His need to get inside my soul is too great."
I was with him because I wanted to be. I wanted him. I wanted to feel alive and desired, and I needed him to be the one to do it. Only Brady, with his piercing eyes that could see everything"
"Don't ever say this was a mistake, and don't think for one minute I can't read you like a book and see exactly what you're trying to do: push me away first so you don't get hurt. I'm not going anywhere, especially now that I've felt you come around my fingers and heard you cry out my name"
"We are absolutely going to pick up where we left off, and the next time you scream my name, it's going to be when I've sunk myself inside of you as deep as I can get"
Fuck, stop ogling the client. And absolutely stop picturing her naked.
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I almost sniffed his fucking shirt. I actually looked him up and down like he was a piece of meat, which he obviously noticed. Son of a bitch!
I know I’m done for when it comes to this woman. She’s gotten under my skin, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever be ready to remove her. I can’t walk away and I sure as shit can’t ignore whatever this is between us.
Trusting someone is what got me into this mess. I trusted the wrong person, and now I’m going to pay for it with my life.