I wanted to show you that it's not all cold and intimidating," Finn explained. "I wanted you to see something warm and beautiful.

I don't want only one night. I want all the nights. I want all of you, forever.

Yeah, you're probably right," I admitted and slowly pulled myself out from underneath the covers. "You know, I really wish you'd catch onto the fact that I'm always right.

You really do hate me, don't you? I mean, destroying someone's ice-cream cone? That's vicious." Her cheeks reddened. "I didn't see you there. Honestly." She wiped at his shirt more frantically, as if she could prevent it from staining if she rubbed hard enough. "Oh, now I see your plan, and it's far more devious than I thought." Daniel smirked. "You were looking for an excuse to grope me.

I tended to hate people that hit me in the head without warning.

You know, back in the day, when a guy saved a Princess's life, she would reward him with a kiss.

I've always kind of wrote when I wanted to. Once I get the idea in my head and get it outlined out, I usually just sit and write until it's done.