I'm sorry about yesterday," she said. He hung on to his straps and shrugged. "Yesterday happens.

God, his chin. She wanted to make an honest woman of his chin. She wanted to lock it down.

...and his eyes were so green they could turn carbon dioxide into oxygen.

I wrote all four of my books at Starbucks.

Real life was something happening in her peripheral vision.

I had this whole plan when I graduated high school: I was going to go to college, date a few guys, and then meet THE guy at the end of my freshman year, maybe at the beginning of my sophomore year. We'd be engaged by graduation and married the next year. And then, after some traveling, we'd start our family. Four kids, three years apart. I wanted to be done by the time I was 35.

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