Do I make you nervous?" His gaze travels from my eyes to my breasts and down to where my dress meets my thighs. "In that dress you do.

I want to hold you, Nikki. Will you let me?

If you tiptoe into cold water, you're missing out on the rush of plunging in headfirst.

The urge to jump into his arms and feel the warmth of them surrounding me is so powerful, I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.

I'm not starting any fights. I might finish one though.

Sometimes I think Ben is right, that the fantasy world is better because reality sucks...but then I look at Nikki and I believe that we can beat the odds.

Daddy, What's the horizontal tango?