But the biggest clue seemed to be their expressions. They were hard to explain. Good-natured, friendly, easygoing...and uninvolved. They were like spectators. You had the feeling they had just wandered in there themselves and somebody had handed them a wrench. There was no identification with the job. No saying, "I am a mechanic." At 5 P.M. or whenever their eight hours were in, you knew they would cut it off and not have another thought about their work. They were already trying not to have any thoughts about their work on the job.

Will you be able to touch me again without thinking about Sean? I don't want you to be disgusted by me.

Don't see me as a girl. See me as a buddy of yours or something." He cast his eyes downward and didn't look back up to my face. I looked down and groaned. Such a guy. "My buddies don't have boobs, as far as I know." "Because you felt them up to be sure?" I chuckled, against my better judgement. Once again, his mouth dropped open.

I love you, Skye. You__e in my heart, in my head, under my skin. You__e my present and my future.

Maybe Duke was just the kind of person you don__ keep in your life, but the kind of person that changes your life forever.

I love you to insanity. I'm not even sure if it's a good thing.'' _ Duke