Sydney Bell személy
Idézetek
Cheril>!
I was in love with my best friend.
And it could be worse, I guessed. I could have been in love with a male stripper or a drug addict. Kyler Quinn was neither of those things. Although he could easily be passed off as a male stripper with those jaw-dropping good looks and messy brown hair, and he was as addictive as any drug out there.
J. Lynn: Frigid 81%
Cheril>!
Sydney was perfect—the actual embodiment of the perfect woman. She was practically pristine and fresh. She was untouchable.
She was everything to me.
J. Lynn: Frigid 81%
Cheril>!
Lusting after Kyler was only going to end one way: a broken heart.
And a whole lot of sexual frustration.
J. Lynn: Frigid 81%
Cheril>!
You’re perfect—”
“Just the way I am?” I finished for him. “Isn’t that from Bridget Jones?”
“Maybe.” One side of his lips tipped up.
“You are such a vagina.”