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397 pages, Paperback
First published July 13, 2021
She was courageous, sweet, clever, seductive, adventurous, kind, guileless one moment, mischievous the next.
He'd ridiculed her at the outset. Now he wanted to fight off anything that made her sad..."
She writhed underneath him, trying to find the bottom of the pleasure well, but until his mouth landed on hers, anchoring her, she didn't realize... didn't realize the bottom of the well wasn't physical. She needed their emotional connection to calm herself down. Needed him, his hear, his Brendan-ness..."
Inject this book into my veins. Pure joy!
“Y-you’re an ass man, I guess,” she stammered.
He shook his head. “No, Piper. I’m a this-ass man.”
“Oh,” she simpered.
“She didn’t even know which part of her was in command. Her head, her heart, her lady business. Or maybe they all three were, three bitches hitting the switches of her control panel.”
“She climaxed. Which was a pitiful word for travelling to a distant plane where fairies danced and gumdrops rained from the sky.”
“Show me what I do to that high-maintenance pussy.”
“Her soul was made of musical notes.”
🐠 there's nothing wrong w this book i'm just... struggling
🐠 i liked piper
🐠 brendan was fine he's just not my type
🐠 it was a bit too hallmark-y for me i think? v cheesy and the relationship development felt a bit weird to me
🐠 the way i need hannah and fox's book tho 😅😭 i was way more interested in them than the main romance. the tropes might kill me... friends to lovers, 'not each others types', fuckboy turns soft simp for one girl i need it 🙇🏽♀️
“Maybe she should try to put her phone down more often. Or at least take in the real moments when she could.”
“Everyone’s low expectations of her were beginning to wear kind of thin, though. One look at her and this prick had become as dismissive of her abilities as her stepfather and her ex-boyfriend. What was it about her that courted such harsh judgment?”
“When I was falling in love with you, I was falling in love with Westport at the same time. That is my home. Our home. And I don’t want to be anywhere else. I knew it as soon as I got here tonight. Nothing was right. Nothing was right without you.”
“Her soul was made of musical notes.”
“My hugs are your recharging station?”
“If this woman tacked the word “please” onto any request, he would find a way to fulfill it.”