and in that instant, nothing else mattered. Not the song, not the place, not the other couples around him. Only this, only her.

Had she been in town, the two of them would have spent most of the day together, and she didn't want that. Then again, deep down, it was exactly what she wanted, leaving her more confused that she'd been in years.

Me. A bad boy. For eating boiled peanuts in the graveyard. Go figure.

And for an instant, I fantasized about wrapping my arms around her right then and there.

I'm a novelist at heart. My sole intention is to write the best novel possible. I don't think about the film potential at all.

They didn’t agree on much. In fact, they didn’t agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other ever day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other.

Life, he decided, was for living, not for having, and he wanted to experience every moment that he could.