Sawyer: Alone in your tent? Um, no. You're in my tent

He doesn't deserve it. he can have any girl in the world's love and he took yours. someone who deserves so much more than a summer fling

Leif's frown eased and he slid his finger under my chin and gently caressed my jaw line with the pad of his thumb. "Pagan,will you do me the honor of being my date for Homecoming Dance?The prospect of not being able to hold you in my arms all night is heartbreaking." Mirand sighed from across the table. "Okay,that was beautiful.Why didn't you ask me like that?"she asked Wyatt. Wyatt shot Leif an annoyed frown. "Thanks,buddy.Next time you decide to break out your romantic side,could you do it alone?

I couldn't forget. I couldn't break. She had the power to break me. No one had ever been given that power, ever.

He closed his eyes and let out a jagged breath. "Okay." He settled between my legs holding himself over me. "I've never been with a virgin, Eva. I'm going to try real hard not to hurt you." "Will it hurt you?" I asked, thinking about his pained expression when he'd said I was too tight. He smiled, "It's going to be the closest to heaven I'll ever get, baby.

You're my present and my future Sadie, I will use whatever power I have to make you happy.

Hold her for me. Hold her tight. Don't let her be lonely. Don't let her hurt. Please.