“ I glanced back to Yanni to see him smiling at us. "You two can stop being so cute now." "Well, Spencer can," Andrew deadpanned. "I, unfortunately, am cute all the time." I laughed. "It's true. He is. N.R. Walker
“ They should love you, just as you are. Parents should love their kids, right?" "You'd think so. N.R. Walker
“ My tattoos, like most people's, were reminders, badges of personal experiences. Yes, I might wear them on my skin for the world to see, but their meaning was a little too personal. N.R. Walker
“ When I opened the door, Andrew was standing there like a remedy for heart palpitations. Or maybe he made them worse. It was hard to tell. N.R. Walker
“ I think he won a tiny piece of my heart that day. If he didn't have the whole damn thing before then, he certainly had part of it now. N.R. Walker
“ My last thought before falling asleep last night was a realisation that I was falling in love with Andrew. Well, not me exactly. My stupid, traitorous heart. N.R. Walker
“ And without my consent, with my defences in ruins, while my brain was sleeping, my stupid heart went and fell headfirst into love. N.R. Walker
“ His hand lay across my stomach as he slept soundly. I entwined my fingers with his and breathed through the warmth that seeped through my chest. Such a simple, sweet thing to do, yet holding hands in… N.R. Walker
