I want to be with you.

Because he should want to be in a relationship with me! I’m friggin’ awesome.

Dancing can be addictive if you like it.

I’ll accept your apology on one condition.” He folded his arms across his chest. “Anything?” “You trust me.

Yeah, because when you’re attracted to someone, you actually enjoy kissing them and afterward, you don’t act like you kissed Adolf Hitler.

I'm beginning to think cookies is a code word for something else." "Maybe it is." He tugged on my bag again as he took a confident step back, forcing me down another step. "And just think about it. If cookie was a code word, whatever it symbolizes, it's been in your mouth, sweetheart.

Join me? Patting the spot beside him, he inclined his head. “Pretty please? I’m lonely all by myself over here.