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

When he looked at me, his eyes positively twinkled. Christ. I was screwed. Eyes were twinkling at me.

I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect.

It was a cookie, not a crack pipe.

Good?” Cam said. “Right?” I took another bite and nodded. “Well, I have a whole ton of them at home.” He stretched as he rolled up his napkin. “Just saying.

Avery Morgansten? This is becoming a habit.

I kind of missed the whole running into each other thing. Provided a lot of excitement." "I don't miss that," I admitted, bending over and rummaging through my bag for my notebook. "That was really embarrassing." "It shouldn't have been." "Easy for you to say. You're the one who got plowed. I was doing the plowing." Cam's mouth opened. Oh my God, did I really just say that? I had.