“You cram these words into mine ears against The stomach of my sense.”
“Then he leaned forward and rested his cheek against mine. Hot tingles spread through me as his lips moved against my ear. "You should tell me to stop." I didn't say a word.”
“But it’s mine,” he whispered against my cheek and then his mouth moved to my ear. “All, fuckin’, mine.”
“You need to choose Leah," Duffy breathes into my ear as he drags his lips lightly across my cheekbone. He rests his forehead against mine. "I won't be your second choice.”
“I can still feel them there. His lips on mine. His words in my ear that day."Itsy, say you'll be my girl. My secret. Oh, please say it.”
“Does my face not look hungry? My mouth is the path and mouthpiece to my stomach, so I’d believe what I’m telling you if I were inside your ears.”