And as he held his first true lover against him, feeling that familiar difference in their heights and smelling that wonderful cologne, part of him wanted to debate this break up until they both gave in and kept trying. But that wasn’t fair.

Life is such a glorious trauma, is it not?

When she didn't say anything more, he frowned, thinking this was the pair of them in a nutshell: Standing three feet away from each other and being separated by miles.

What is wrong with you ” he whispered “that you care so much about me ” Blay’s sad smile added about a million years to his age lining his face with the kind of knowledge that came only after life kicked you in the nuts a number of times. “What is wrong with you that you can’t see why I would

When I want you to beg, I'll tell you.

Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz

She is more beautiful than I have words for. And last night, I was blessed beyond measure to serve her.