Anyone ever tell you you're an incredible kisser?

It isn't about love," Vee said. "It's about fun.

If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing's sexier than a guy who writes music.

Listen, Patch, I don’t want to be rude, but—” “Sure you do.” “Well, you started it!” Lovely. Very mature.

I wanted to imprint his touch, his taste, even the scent of him so solidly inside me that no one could take them away from me.

That's really eco-friendly of you," Vee told Marcie. "Recycling Nora's old trash.

His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way I’d never be able to express in words. He was part of me. And I was part of him. Tethered together for the rest of eternity.