And without my consent, with my defenses in ruins, while my brain was sleeping, my stupid heart went and fell headfirst into love.

— N.R. Walker

His hand lay across my stomach as he slept soundly. I entwined my fingers with his and breathed through the warmth that seeped through my chest. Such a simple, sweet thing to do, yet holding hands in bed was incredibly intimate.

— N.R. Walker

I glanced back to YAGNI to see him smiling at us. "You two can stop being so cute now." "Well, Spencer can," Andrew deadpanned. "I, unfortunately, am cute all the time." I laughed. "It's true. He is.

— N.R. Walker

I have a black belt in sarcasm, and my wit is like lightning.

— N.R. Walker

I kissed him softly and left my lips pressed to his for a few beats of my heart.

— N.R. Walker

I'm surprised I could actually talk with how much I was grinning.

— N.R. Walker

I think he won a tiny piece of my heart that day. If he didn't have the whole damn thing before then, he certainly had part of it now.

— N.R. Walker

I think you're something wonderful.

— N.R. Walker

I was so comfortable. I was warm and cozy, in that blissful, dreamy place between asleep and awake... Until my comfy pillow moved. And the blanket keeping me warm moved. I grumbled at them sleepily, and then my pillow and blanket chuckled. I looked up, trying to make sense of my thoughts, and I saw him. Cameron. My pillow and blanket was Cameron; a half asleep, chuckling Cameron. I groaned and let my head fall back on his chest, his arms tightened around me. "I wondered why my pillow moved." He chuckled again, and I could hear the sound resonate in my ear.

— N.R. Walker

Maybe that's what I needed. Another tattoo. Some pain on the outside to ease the pain on the inside.

— N.R. Walker