What are you up to?” “Oh, you know, mischief and mayhem,” he replied. “That so reminds me of Harry Potter,” Brit said, sighing. “I need a re-read.” We all turned to her. Two bright spots appeared in her cheeks as she tossed her blonde hair back. “What? I’m not ashamed to admit that random things remind me of Harry Potter.

Tell me what you want, sweetheart … Anything. And I’ll do it.

People got out of the way for Cam. He was like a hot Moses, parting a sea of drunk college students.

You’re young and you have all your life ahead of you.

Giving the tortoise a little wave, I kind of felt stupid afterward for doing so. It just stuck its head back in its green and brown shell. "That's a very interesting pet." "And those are very interesting shorts." His gaze dropped. "What are they?" Leaning forward his eyes narrowed and I stiffened. "Pizza slices?" Heat swamped my cheeks. "They're ice cream cones." "Huh. I like them." Straightening, his gaze drifted up me slowly, leaving an unfamiliar wake of heat behind. "A lot.

There is no one else - there's never been anyone else but you. You're it Maddie.

My dream had been shattered, but then re-created, fashioned into something with more meaning and becoming more precious.