There's Only One Thing A Bully Respected:

I Realized That My Kisses With Dane Had Become A Form Of Punctuation, The Quotations Or The Hasty Dash At The End Of A Conversation

Was This Some New Level Of Depravity? Had He Developed A Spinster Fetish?

I Closed My Eyes, Thinking, Let Me Love You, Hardy, Just Let Me.

He Had Found My Worst Weakness: I Was One Of Those People Who Was Desperate To Be Needed, To Matter To Someone.

I Never Lie For The Sake Of Kindness,” He Murmured, Smiling. “one Of My Many Flaws.