I want you to know that I’m serious. You’re not a hook up. You’re not a friend with benefits. You’re more than that to me.

I could stare at you for a lifetime. It would never grow old." "Even when I'm old?" "Even then.

My first celebrity crush was Jonathan Brandis. I even got to talk to him on the phone. I wrote a fan letter, and he answered. Talk about a surreal experience.

He raised his brows. "You're drunk." "Am not!" He gave me a bland look. "A drunk's famous last words before they fall flat on their face.

I trust you with my life

I’m serious about you, Avery. If you want me for real, you have me.

Good God, you don’t give up.” “Nope.” I laughed, couldn’t help it, and his smile spread in response to the sound. “I’m sure there are plenty of girls who want to go out on a date with you.” “There are.” “Wow. Modest aren’t you?” “Why should I be?” he shot back. “And I want to go out on a date with you. Not them.