"You really think you can get rid of all of the bad in the world?" "No." I admitted, shrugging my shoulders. "But at least I'm not contributing to it." - Warning: This book contains smut!

"Fuck you." Luke growled, his hands clenching into fists at his side. I rolled my eyes, flipping him the middle finger as I stepped back and readied to spin on my heels to leave. "Only in your dreams." I said. He suddenly reached out and grabbed me by the front of my shirt, fisting the fabric in his hands. I blinked in surprise, gasping as he suddenly yanked me up against him and our lips met in an angry kiss. "Luke?" I gasped out against his mouth, but he just growled against my lips and slammed me back against the side of his car. "Shut up." He muttered back. *** WARNING: This book contains smut! COMPLETED

"God, Maeve." He chuckled softly as he leaned down to kiss me on the forehead. "You make me fall more in love with you every time you open your mouth." My heart fluttered and I felt my lips part as I processed his words. How could he be so casual when confessing that to me? "Really?" I asked, flustered. "You love me, even though I am, well...me?" I smiled, feeling the butterflies batting around in my stomach as I clutched him tighter. His lips twitched in amusement. "That's kinda why I love you. There's no "even though," blondie."

"You want more?" I teased, slowly trailing my nails down his chest and stopping at the edge of his pants. He flexed his hips up slightly, panting. "Please. I need it." He pleaded with me. All I did was grin to myself, shifting back to unzip his pants and pull them off to leave him in his boxers, hard and throbbing. "Let's see how long you last before you beg me." I said confidently, straddling him yet again. ** WARNING: This book contains smut! COMPLETED

"The spark I have for you could never die out." ** WARNING: This book contains smut! COMPLETED

Even when I didn't know it, she was mine. And I was hers. ** WARNING: This book contains smut!

I stared at her and was sure I could do so for much longer. "You're not looking at the stars." She said softly, keeping her voice to a whisper. The sound of her voice was heavenly sweet. I shrugged my shoulders, but the action didn't feel like it belonged to me. "Don't need to." I told her. I was looking at my own right now.