Hidden in a toolbox, in the rafters of his four-car garage, was an envelope full of pictures taken by a private detective...They were pictures of a scrawny, boyish looking nine year old with a wide mouth and a tangle of brown hair...Her eyes were oblong and deep set, their color hidden from the camera by the slant of the sun. The angles and planes of her face were oddly beautiful just then, in that moment, frozen on Kodak paper. A hint of the woman she would someday become.

I__ in awe of you, Rowan Palotay,_ he said softly. __nd plan to make love to you for the rest of the night, but right now, I want you to be a good cowgirl and ride me._ His finger hooked around the string of her panties, and he tugged them down and off. __he boots stay on.

I can__ make a first impression like the one I made on you. That would be horrible._ __low down there, princess. How do you know what kind of first impression you gave me?_ Rowan made her __re you for real?_ face. __ think it__ safe to say getting tangled in dog leashes and then having one of the dogs urinate on you ranks up there with worst first impressions ever._ ____ classify it as most memorable_. I knew right then my life would never be the same.

He tasted like chocolate and hazelnut liqueur and she wanted to feast on him for the rest of the night. His kiss_ his kiss took her to another place where fireworks blazed.

What if pretending is interfering with the person you__e meant to be?_ he said.

Personality begins where comparison leaves off. Be unique. Be memorable. Be confident. Be proud.