The Renegade

-but I was following your lead.”
He chewed the inside of his cheek. “Yes, you were. Without direction and quite brilliantly, I might add. I’m so proud of you.”

eradicating Harlan’s Super Lover status from her stubborn, clearly misinformed little brain.

These were chick feelings

Tanner Crawford was her sexual kryptonite, the last cookie on the plate, the only guy who’d ever rung her bell or made her sing the hallelujah chorus.