Sparkling water fanatic. Lover of random crap. Goodreads member curious to see if the grass really is greener on the other side.
For the first time in her life, she craved touch worse than dark chocolate during that most inconvenient time of the month.
First off, TMI.
Secondly, here's the very next sentence :
"You are an addiction," he accused.
These two have had all of two minutes together in the book. I'm not even joking. The awkward meet in my last status update led to 30 seconds in an elevator. Addiction...how?