I'm trying to protect you. From myself. I don't do..." he swung a finger back and forth between us"...this.

He stared down at me, and i examined his beautiful eyes up close, something i'd never tire of doing.

You 're so beautiful.

She's like a wind-up monkey that winds itself.

Alarmed, I realized what my visceral reaction implied: jealousy. Over a guy I barely knew, with whom I’d exchanged more saliva than sentences.

I breathed him in, closing my mouth tight and inhaling the scent of him through my nose. I felt sheltered by him. Safe.

ME: You 're a sick girl. ERIN: Guilty as charged. :)