bookmate game
Fiona Cole

Voyeur

Notify me when the book’s added
To read this book, upload an EPUB or FB2 file to Bookmate. How do I upload a book?
  • Belén Martinezhas quoted2 years ago
    Iris – The Goo Goo Dolls
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    “Did you know all the girls in class practically drool when you turn to write on the board? I can’t blame them. Your ass is especially nice.”
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    I bet you’d take the kids to a planetarium and force astronomy on them.” She smiled. “Probably have them reciting constellations before their ABCs.”
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    I won’t keep you from your wild life.”

    “Very funny, Mom. Tell Dad I said hello.”
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    “Sorry, Mom. Just a fun Saturday grading papers.”
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    I couldn’t get enough of her.
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    O: I have to go. I have a star paper to work on and it’s taking all my time.

    Me: What horrible person would make you write a paper on a star?

    O: A real asshole. A nerdy one.

    Me: Sounds amazing to me.
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    “How are we going to get you out of here? If someone is out there, they’ll hear the lock click and we can’t exactly come strolling out together. Especially with your sexy red lipstick smeared like it is.”

    I covered my mouth only able to imagine what I looked like. He laughed at my reaction and reached in his desk, pulling out wet wipes.

    “Of course, you have wet wipes on hand.”

    “I have to be able to clean up any messes.”

    I hid my smile, loving how much of a perfectionist he was. He unlocked the door and peeked out as I wiped at my mouth.
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    Oaklyn,

    I had an early breakfast meeting and had to leave. You looked too beautiful sleeping and I didn’t want to wake you. I can’t thank you enough for last night.

    C
  • b4337644780has quoted2 years ago
    “Do you want me to go?”

    “What? Callum, God no.” Her vehement denial made me jerk my head up to see her shocked expression. “If nothing else, you’re at least my friend. I would never . . .” She shook her head, not finishing the thought. “I care about you. I want you to stay.”

    Wanted me to stay. She cared about me and wanted me to stay. The words were so simple and yet, they seeped in through my skin and began to fill some of the damaged holes inside of me. I’d told her about my past and she hadn’t doubted me, questioned me, or looked at me differently. I felt . . . Lighter.
fb2epub
Drag & drop your files (not more than 5 at once)