contemporary

He turned to her and pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth. When he spoke his deep voice vibrated all through her. 'I. Remember. Everything.

I try not to react, but I must fail because Gabriel turns to look at me. __he world needs both butterflies and lions. One is not better than the other. They're both beautiful and brave in their own ways.__is hand covers mine as it fiddles with the blades of grass. __va._ I look up. __ do not wish you were a lion any more than I would have wished her to be a butterfly.

I'm a poet who has lost his words." He looks across the street, but not before I catch the dull glint of shame in his eyes."Where did you lose them?" I ask, gentling my tone.He turns back to me. When he speaks, his voice is so small that I have to lean closer to hear it. "The same place I lost myself.

I'm a big man, sugar. When I come down on a woman, I want soft, not a bundle of sticks that I might break." - Logan

What happened tonight won't change a thing.""You're mistaken, Lila. Everything started changing the moment we met.

We're enveloped in pitch black. "Wait here," I whisper."Are you getting your ax?""Handcuffs.""Kinky. But, okay, I'll try it.

...You're worried that you're going to go out of here and mess up your lines or trip on your high heels, but you're not. You're going to blow them away, just like you always do. You're a woman who knows what she wants, and you know how to get it. You're going to be the most, Margo, to say the least.

Blaire, even if all we do is kiss or just lay there and talk, I'm okay with that. I just wanted you up here. Close to me.

I need you. Right now. Let me love you right here, please.

My mouth dropped open, because even if it wasn't my best friend, I knew the guy who was presently rubbing the short stubble on his chin. The only new thing about him was the little scar on his left eyebrow. It was Gabriel Green, known to me as Gabe the douche bag. Great!

You__e not going to disappear,_ I said. __ won__ let you_.__ven if this is all there is? Going to school and working at my uncle__ restaurant and fighting with Mari? Why would anyone want to remember this?___ want to remember you. Just like this.__he rolled onto her back, hands covering her face, and I pulled them away.__eople like you don__ disappear,_ I said.__hen where do they go?___verywhere.

Sometimes books feel like the only thing that keep her sane. Actually, she knows that they're the only reason she's still even vaguely okay right now. That's what she clings to: reading great books and seeing great films and, for as long as she's immersed in them, being able to forget, if only for a short time, about the reality of her life.

I think I knew from the first moment I met her, she would be the one to replace me. I didn't think it would happen that fast, but it did.

Well that__ open to debate,_ he said. 'It sounds like a recipe for disaster to me, and I hate the thought of you throwing yourself at guys just to try and get laid. Christ, I__ do you myself if I thought it would keep you safe.___ow that__ true friendship,_ I said, cracking under the severity of his tone.

I should walk away. That would be the right thing to do. It would be the smart thing. But I can't, because I'm Taylor Caldwell, the girl who cuts.

Because even if we were struggling, we had goals. It didn't matter that we weren't there yet. What mattered is that we both experienced setbacks, and full-blown failures, but we got up, brushed ourselves off, and kept going-and were making the best of it.

It's funny how one life-changing event could make you forget what happiness felt like.

I__ skipped the crush kiddie pool and jumped right into the deep, shark-infested ocean of emotions. And, if you__l forgive the dramatic metaphor, I was a lousy swimmer.