And this is what you get for laughing at me." He pulled her up a few inches until his lips touched hers.

She tossed her towel on her dresser and turned to the bed where shed left her PJs. Only it wasn't just her PJs on the bed anymore. Lucas, eyes wide, sat on the foot of her bed, about four feet from where she stood completely naked. She squealed. He laughed. She dashed for the towel. Once she had it around her, she glared from a still grinning Lucas to the door. "I'm killing Della!" He laughed again. "I'm afraid I might have to protect her for this one.

I don’t know what to tell you, Perry. Life’s hard. Love’s harder

Life isn't supposed to be easy. Generally speaking, the harder something is the more rewarding the results will be.

We just hide from the people we love. Sad, isn't it?

Thanks, but that's not going to fix anything. It's like putting a Band-Aid on a bullet wound.

Wow,” Kylie muttered, and grinned. “Yeah, wow.” Della leaned in closer. “I think Perry just grew a pair.” Kylie bit down on her lip to keep from laughing. “If this was a movie, there would be some music playing in the background.” “I could sing,” Della chuckled. “And ruin it,” Kylie teased back. “I’ve heard you singing in the shower.” Both grinning, they looked back at the kissing couple.