Mary J. Williams

There was no substitute for a post-coital cuddle.

I guess you can't estimate the speed of a teenage boy when he thinks he has a shot at sex. He never had a shot. But if he was that fast removing his pants, can you imagine how quick the sex would have been?

He opted for a flaky, apricot-filled croissant and Columbian coffee. Dani chided him for being unimaginative, then proceeded to eat most of his, while ignoring her own. "I'd be glad to buy you one." Dani gave him a wide-eyed, innocent stare, then popped the last bit of his breakfast into her mouth. "I couldn't eat another bite.

Why is the TV on, and why aren't you on the way to naked?"... "My head and the rest of me" - he drew her attention to his erection - "heard sex. No putting that genie back in the lamp...

You're right. What Drew and I had was genuine. He loved me. That doesn't mean he didn't change his mind.

I want you to stay here ...with me." "All night?" "All night." Drew cupped her face with his hands giving her a gentle kiss. "In my arms.

Well, she was through. If he wanted her, he'd have to do something about it.

She wanted him to leave town with a smile on his face. She wanted to be memorable.

I made the first move. Now it's up to him." "Telling him you should hit the sack and get it out of your system is not making the first move.

I'm going to find ways to make you blush, just so I can enjoy the journey.