She knew she shouldn't want him with every fiber of her being, but she couldn't help herself. Gazing at him feeling his touch - the rest of the world faded into the background

Oh yes, we're going to brawl, baby. Over you. Again.

Well, Luce, my dear, you may have gone to boarding school parties, but you've never seen a throw-down like reform school kids do it.

Now lemme get this straight," she said in a throaty, nasal voice. "You put the lime in the cocanut and drink 'em both up--whoa, long faces. What am I interrupting?

I will always catch you when you fall

She just wished loving him didn’t always have to be so hard.

What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?