She didn't want to run, period. It made her breasts feel like they were going to detach from her body.

Your trash can is full of energy bar wrappers." "You were looking through my trash?

You win when no one finds you, even if they're not looking.

I just want to know—are you rooting for me? Are you hoping I pull this off?" Cath's eyes settled on his, tentatively, like they'd fly away if he moved. She nodded her head. The right side of his mouth pulled up. "I'm rooting for you," she whispered. She wasn't even sure he could hear her from the bed. Levi's smile broke free and devoured his whole face.

I want everyone to meet you. You're my favorite person of all time.

"What about him?" she’d say, finding an attractive guy to point out while they were standing in the lunch line. "Do you want to kiss him?" "I don’t want to kiss a stranger," Cath would answer. "I’m not interested in lips out of context."

It had taken years to put themselves back together, and so what if some things didn’t get put back in the right place? At least they could hold themselves up.