That’s not the only reason I’m stayin’, chica. I can’t leave you any more than I could walk out that door right now while my leg is busted up. I was just thinkin’ . . . should we tell your parents now or later?” “Tell them what?” I ask, eyes wide. He kisses me softly, then says proudly, “That we’re in a serious, monogamous, committed relationship.” “We are?” “Sí. And when I get out of here, I’m gonna fix the door to your car.

It's pure instinct that makes me rebel every time someone tries to control my life and hand out more rules.

I tried writing adult romances, but it just didn't fit my voice.

Why are you making a joke out of this?" she asks. "Because it's stupid, Nik. There's not even room in my day to think about someone else.

Running should be saved for the times when you're being chased.

Tell me what we had was real, I whisper.

I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.