I'm searching for a shred of humanity in that shriveled tangle of arteries you call a heart.

I don’t want to love him—this would be so much simpler if I didn’t. But I do. He’s funny, and passionate, and strong, and he believes in me more than I even believe in myself. When he looks at me, I feel like I could take on the whole world and come out standing tall. I like myself better when I’m with him, because of how he sees me. He makes me feel beautiful and powerful, like I’m the most important thing in the world, and I don’t know how to walk away from that. I don’t know how to walk away from him.

I wanted more firsts with Tod. But all I had left was a handful of lasts.

What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only?

You thought you could figure that out online? Somehow I don't think hellions are much into social networking.

"Hey, do you wanna go out for..." His words melted with a sigh when he noticed Tod, but then he rallied with a smile. "Hi, Tod, I didn't realise you were here. In my daughter's bedroom. With the door closed." "Happy to be here," Tod said, and I groaned out loud.

Like I'm going to pass up an opportunity to smack your cousin.