You flirt with old people and babies and everybody in between.
But there's nothing more profound than creating something out of nothing.
I want everyone to meet you. You're my favorite person of all time.
Then Park reached up and wrapped one of her red curls around his honey finger. "Back to missing you," he said, letting it go.
Levi was smiling. He kicked her chair again.
Eleanor's hair caught fire at dawn. Her eyes were dark and shining, and his arms were sure of her. The first time he touched her hand, he'd known.