Do you think I'll ever be better at this? I wondered, mostly to myself. That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me?I really hope not, he said, a bit smug.
Stephenie Meyer
Do you think I'll ever be better at this? I wondered, mostly to myself. That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me?I really hope not, he said, a bit smug.