You look better than sleep.

Call it a hunch,” Charlie murmured. “But I think you and I are going to have a really good time losing sleep together.

We might just have one night, but we have all night. I don’t plan to waste any of it sleeping.

If I were a real girl, that ‘it’s not you’ thing would be the kiss of death.” Grabbing the second suitcase, Jonah conceded, “Fair enough. For the record, you’re totally a real girl. Woman,” he corrected.

This was the way of it with Parker. One kiss, and she was lost.