Betting on You

It took losing her for me to realize that loving her wasn’t even a risk

His eyes burned into mine and he said, “When you’re in the room, every single cell in my body—every nerve, every muscle, every breath—is lost in you.”

Somewhere between Omaha and Colorado I’d fallen truly, madly, fucking ridiculously hard for Bailey Mitchell.

might possibly have feelings for you that are more than coworkerly.”

I TOLD YOU NOT TO BOTHER!!! It’s just royals with magical powers, having sex.

Me: 10/10 would read based off that description

What?”

“Remember those Descendants movies? Where Mal spelled King Ben and made him fall in love with her?” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and said, “I bet Dana did that to Eli.”

Your call on that.” His jaw clenched—flex, unflex—and then he said, “But Moldova is mine.”

Instead, he leaned even closer—or maybe I imagined it—and his eyes were on my mouth when he said, “Don’t you fucking dare.”

“Now lie back down like a good girl.”

Oh my God, that’s so sexist,”