Kimberly Lewis

“Calling it quits, huh?” she said. Even though her chest felt heavy and hollow, she managed to keep her voice even and upbeat.
“Not a chance,” Chase said.
And the look he gave her made every bone in her body turn to mush. That sly, crooked grin of his was a dangerous thing.”
― Kimberly Lewis, Norah

“What’s the real reason you don’t want things to go further between us?”
Norah lifted her head, her cheek brushed against the stubble on his jaw as she pulled away to look at him. “It’s just better this way, Chase. Easier.”
“For who?” Chase asked. “Because I don’t find this easy at all.”
― Kimberly Lewis, Norah

“Her smile steals my breath, and there is no doubt in my mind that this will forever be one of those images burned in my brain. I’m staring, but I can’t help it, and—honestly?—I don’t care. I’ve missed seeing her pretty face and smile that warms me to the core … and her laugh, her personality, even that dorky dance move she does when she gets excited after winning at something. Hell, I’ve missed all of her. But she doesn’t know that, and she also doesn’t know how just the thought of her right before I fall to sleep usually keeps the nightmares at bay.”
― Kimberly Lewis, What's Left of Me

“I'll always be here, Cole. You have me. All of me. My body. My heart. It's all yours for the taking.” Tangling my fingers in his hair, I pull his face to mine and let our heated breath mingle. “So take it.”
― Kimberly Lewis, What's Left of Me