When everyone just shook their heads, he unbuttoned his shirt and, oh good Lord, shrugged out of it, bunching it up to slip beneath her head like a pillow. Don’t look at him, she told herself. Don’t look— She looked. Sweet Jesus.

Oh good Lord. She definitely hadn't put on enough deodorant for this.

Let's start with where you are,' he said. 'You're here.' Taking her hand, he pressed it to his chest above his heart.

Boys are like drugs,' her father said, 'just say no.

Looking at him, she saw her future and felt all the ragged tears in her heart heal themselves. "I fit," she whispered in marvel, stepping into him. "I fit with you." He nodded and wrapped his arms around her. "Perfectly."

Never do anything that you don’t want to have to explain to 9-1-1 personnel.

A thong. God bless the thong. He hooked his fingers in the silk sides and tugged, rolling the silk down her legs until it hit the floor, his favorite place for panties.