15 Quotes by Marita A. Hansen

Even when he was angry, he was still beautiful, so much so that I wanted to forget about his age and give him what he wanted.

He could get anyone he wanted, the boy beyond good-looking as well as talented in ways he shouldn’t be.

He smirked. “Close your mouth before my cock gets ideas.

Dante gave me one of his cheeky grins. He had a whole repertoire of smiles, the boy was full of mischief.

He remained where he was, looking unsure of what to do. His eyes were dark pools of emotion, giving me the impression he was holding back tears. It made my heart ache for him.

He was the sweet taste of honey before the bee stung, the apple from Eden – so delicious, yet morally wrong.