He nuzzles my neck affectionately. "I love you. I'm happier right now than I ever remember being.

Maybe Scotty the Potty turned into Scotty the Hottie. Have you thought about that?

Jev stroked his chin. "Do I look like a summer fling?

There´s my date, I said. "Fashionably late." Nora (p. 232)

I'm yours, if you'll have me.

I need to get back to work,” Patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. “Killer skirt. Deadly legs.

Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.