"You're tense," he murmured, brushing his lips along my jaw. "Don't be. I love this-" his palm smoothed over the curve of my waist, holding me firmer, "-all of you." I wanted to argue, to shrink back from the heat pooling low in my stomach, but then he kissed me again, deeper, silencing the doubt before it could rise. "Do you want me to show you slowly..." his voice was low, steady, hot against my ear, "...or do you want to tell me first?" My heart hammered. "Show me." The smile that curved his lips against my neck was sinful, but the way his hand began to move-slow, deliberate-was reverent. - A man hard as stone falls in love with his teenage daughter's nanny, who is a ray of sunshine. What happens when she makes this man fold?

In which the bad boy falls for the shy girl, and in like every other classic love story the shy girl feels the same for him. 𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆞𓆡 He hummed, "Tell me something else." I furrowed my brows, my lips coming out in a pout. "Like what?" "Anything." Noah shrugged his shoulders, his eyes shining as a cheeky smile appeared on his pink lips. "As long as it's coming from your lips, it doesn't matter what it is." For effect he moved his hand to my chin, his thumb lightly running across my bottom lip with his eyes watching his own movements while i watched him. A simple action like this felt so intimate and exciting, but at the same time so familiar and comfortable. It was making my skin tingle and my heart jump; and just in this moment i wished his touches would always make me feel like this. I prayed for it. Looking at him now, i couldn't imagine a day without knowing him. [ REWRITTEN VERSION ] [ MORE OF THE DESCRIPTION IN THE FIRST CHAPTER ] [credits to the owner of the cover!]

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.