You said you have faith in us. You told me to come to you when I was ready to be fearless. The truth is, I don’t know if I can be fearless. I’ve lost myself, Reid, and I’m still so scared.But I’m read...
She was the bad habit I’d never broken, because I didn’t fucking want to.
She chews her lip, staring into my eyes. Okay... Why did you kiss me in Austin? I laugh softly and she frowns. Sorry. That one's too easy. My gaze flicks to her mouth and back. I'd wanted to kiss you...
Jacqueline,If you want to do, then do. What’s stopping you?So I’m kind, huh? Never heard that before. People usually think I’m a pretentious a-hole. I must admit, I tend to encourage that estimation....
I’m okay, honest. I sighed heavily. Well, as okay as I can be after that. I squinted up at him. Exactly how many jobs do you have, anyway? Barista, self-defense guru, fixit guy, parking enforcement of...
I'm a coward. A willing coward, complicit in my own fall. I've never told him that I love him, as if refusing to say it aloud would somehow shield us both, but it hasn't. Like an untamed, sentient thi...
I was scared to death of who I really was and what I really wanted. And somehow he knew. He’d always known.
I was more scared than I let on, but that was nothing new.
He stared down at me, and i examined his beautiful eyes up close, something i'd never tire of doing.
He gathered me into his arms and kissed me, one hand tangled in my hair and the other caressing down my back, our hearts pulsing out a cadence that the musician in me translated into a concert of lust...
El amor no es la ausencia de la lógicaPero la lógica examinada y recalculadaCalentada y curvada para adaptarseDentro de los contornos del corazón.
But sometimes what seems like a gut feeling is just pride pretending to be instinct.
Alarmed, I realized what my visceral reaction implied: jealousy. Over a guy I barely knew, with whom I’d exchanged more saliva than sentences.
Whenever I appeared to have won an argument, Mom would say something like, 'Even broken clocks are right twice a day.
There's something I never told you about that decision I made four years ago...I've never felt a middle ground between acceptance and remorse. Every day for the last four years, it's been one or the o...
Take this. When you’re ready, I want to put it on your finger. I want you to meet my son. I want you to let me bring you into my world – because I need you there. The media crap is just PR. Piece of c...
Remember last fall, when you needed to be reckless, and I told you to use me? Well, now, it's time to be fearless. I can't promise that you won't be hurt again, because life can suck. And, sometimes i...
Look at me, Emma.Her eyes are full, the lids heavy. Graham, she breathes. I need you to hear me. Cradling her head in my hands, thumbs sweeping her tears away, I stare into her eyes. I belong to you....
It looked like a love poem, and I was jealous of whoever inspired the sort of devotion he must have felt to make those words so permanent
Is there any chance the tutor is, you know, gay? I held my breath, waiting for his answer.What, like I hand out a survey? He laughed when I blinked, worried I’d just offended him. I’m just messing wit...