Be the celebrators, celebrate! Already there is too much__he flowers have bloomed, the birds are singing, the sun is there in the sky__elebrate it! You are breathing and you are alive and you have consciousness, celebrate it!

Just look around! This immense universe is functioning so perfectly well that nothing can be added to it. It needs no improvement. Seeing this, one relaxes. If stars can go on dancing and flowers can go on blooming and birds can go on singing, why not you? You also belong to this universe. You are part of it. In fact, you are the most valuable part of it, the greatest flowering is going to happen in you__he flowering of consciousness, the golden flower of being.

And you do know I__ the one who decides who I date___he glared at Sam___ot you. If I want to drag this guy into the janitor__ closet and have my way with him, that__ none of your business.___rag me into a closet?_ Hunter asked, his eyebrows up near his hairline. __ffer to buy me dinner first, then I__ all yours.

She ran her hand over the dash.__ou__e petting my car,_ Hunter said, turning the key. __ usually charge for that.

How had she ever thought sleeping with him would be a stress reliever, when he was the biggest producer of her stress?

He caught her staring and waggled his eyebrows. Heat flooded her cheeks, and she worked to recover. __he minivan suits you. I think you should get one.___weetheart, I already have to beat the ladies off me with a stick. If I get one of these bad boys, I might cause a riot.___o you ever stop?___ can go all. Night. Long.