My first crush was my brothers best friend.

Avery, I haven’t messed around with Steph since I met you. I have messed around with anyone since I met you.

He's not the relationship kind or so I hear." "And do you want a relationship?" I asked her. "No." She laughed, dabbing her fry. "But I have a feeling with someone like him, you get one taste and you will always want more." "Sort of like crack?" Jacob suggested. "Or Cheetos," Brit supplied.

I've never watched The Notebook either. Not big on romance flicks," I admitted, opening the huge cartons. "Really? I thought every girl has seen that movie and can quote it at a drop of a hat.

You were perfect.” Cam dipped his mouth to mine. “Only because I was with you.

Sorry,” he said, his voice thick and gruff. “It’s morning and you’re sitting on me. That’s a combination meant to bring any man down.

My brain must have felt sorry for me, so it'd created the only type of guy I could touch - a fantasy one.