It was a kiss made in lonely dreams. A kiss that took its time. A kiss that felt so right she couldn't remember all the reasons it was wrong.

Don't mess with me, Calvin. You'll only get hurt.

Celebrate the success of others. High tide floats all ships.

His writer's words poured over her like poetry, and she couldn't find a single wisecrack to put up between them.

His pacing stopped. The mattress sighed as he sat on the edge. seconds ticked by before he spoke so softly she could barely hear. "Sometimes I want to leave this town so bad I can taste it.

You’re the most important thing in the world to me. I know you don’t believe it, but I’m going to prove it to you.

I love you, Daisy. I love you so much I hurt.