Jesse, this is Craig. Craig, Jesse. You two should get along. Jesse's dead, too.

Always be true to your friends, just as you are to yourself.

You can't turn love on and off like a faucet.

He let his mouth linger on mine, neither possessively nor sweetly... like his mouth just belonged there on mine. And he was right. It did. It always had.

Jake leaned on the horn, swearing loudly. Gina covered her eyes. Doc flung his arms around me, burying his face in my lap, and Dopey, to my great surprise, began to scream like a girl, very close to my ear.

Hasn’t anyone ever told you,” Jesse asked, in a semi-amused voice, “ that a gentleman never lays a hand on a lady?” Which I thought was kind of funny, considering where Jesse had had his hand the last time I’d seen him. But I thought it better to let that slide.

There are nice, funny, totally good-looking guys out there. You just have to know where to look…and apparently, where NOT to look.