
“Look at you,” he rasped, his mouth near my ear again. “Look at how hot you are, how much you want this. This is who you really are, and only I get to see it.”

I read through all three of the New Camelot books at once, because I wanted to get the whole story at one time. Man... emotional overload. It took me three days or so to finish, and probably half a box of kleenex. Mostly from book three.
I read through all three of the New Camelot books at once, because I wanted to get the whole story at one time. Man... emotional overload. It took me three days or so to finish, and probably half a box of kleenex. Mostly from book three.
I read through all three of the New Camelot books at once, because I wanted to get the whole story at one time. Man... emotional overload. It took me three days or so to finish, and probably half a box of kleenex. Mostly from book three.
I read through all three of the New Camelot books at once, because I wanted to get the whole story at one time. Man... emotional overload. It took me three days or so to finish, and probably half a box of kleenex. Mostly from book three.
I read through all three of the New Camelot books at once, because I wanted to get the whole story at one time. Man... emotional overload. It took me three days or so to finish, and probably half a box of kleenex. Mostly from book three.
I read through all three of the New Camelot books at once, because I wanted to get the whole story at one time. Man... emotional overload. It took me three days or so to finish, and probably half a box of kleenex. Mostly from book three.

“So, ah, yeah,” I say. “I got a few for you today, ladies.”
God, I sound like a douchebag. I sound like the beginning of a porn video, the ones where some asshat in a too-tight UPS uniform starts boning the secretary with a line like “Do you wanna see my package?”
Nico hugs me closer, draping one heavy leg over mine and slipping a lean, muscled arm around my waist so he is curved completely around the back of my body. He fits there. We fit, like two crooked pieces of the crazy jigsaw puzzle of this city, with its eight million other parts.

I pulled her hand away. “It’s not about me tonight.” I led her back to the couch. “In fact, let’s just take away that temptation.”
I sat down and pulled her onto my lap. If I couldn’t see all her curves, then maybe I could make it through this final exam.
Maybe.
Are you twisting your hair as you try to figure out how to reply about sexting? Or are you nibbling on that delectable mouth of yours?

She sighs against my mouth, and it’s as if my brain short-circuits, leaving only one thought to stand out:
I want this woman.
I need her.
“What do you feel when you’re with me, Caroline?”
“I feel that I belong in your arms.”
He exhales, and for a brief second, I wonder if he really thought I feel anything less.

She sighs against my mouth, and it’s as if my brain short-circuits, leaving only one thought to stand out:
I want this woman.
I need her.
“What do you feel when you’re with me, Caroline?”
“I feel that I belong in your arms.”
He exhales, and for a brief second, I wonder if he really thought I feel anything less.

Emma released her strangled breath. He felt her body relax into his as she let go of some of the tension. As if it were only the two of them on the edges of the dance floor.
There, in the dark, with a girl he used to know, he wanted to tell her every dark secret he had, and that idea scared the shit out of him.
She slapped his hands away but he was able to gather her against him, breathing in the smell of her shampoo as she finally collapsed against him. “I don’t want to go anywhere with you,” she said against his chest, her hands curling into his jacket. “I don’t want to feel this way about you.”

Emma released her strangled breath. He felt her body relax into his as she let go of some of the tension. As if it were only the two of them on the edges of the dance floor.
There, in the dark, with a girl he used to know, he wanted to tell her every dark secret he had, and that idea scared the shit out of him.
She slapped his hands away but he was able to gather her against him, breathing in the smell of her shampoo as she finally collapsed against him. “I don’t want to go anywhere with you,” she said against his chest, her hands curling into his jacket. “I don’t want to feel this way about you.”

