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

Ashton grinne and raised her eyebrows. "I can't believe you're telling me a Vincent boy brought you to Grove, Alabama and not me." Shrugging, I returned her smile. "They're heard to resist." "Don't I know it."

Fine. You don’t want to be good enough for me, then you will never be. I deserve someone who wants to be what I need.

Just maybe I was worthy of love.

Because I’ve had a taste and I’m not sharing. This isn’t just for fun. I may be slightly addicted.

The whole town’s talking about the way Jax Stone sat in your hospital room and snag to you until you came out of your coma. Then he apparently wouldn’t leave you alone for a minute. The boy sounds hooked.

We had our thing. It is a really good memory but now we're older. Things change.