Was it possible to feel nostalgic about something that had never happened to him, possible for nostalgia to be taken in by the body as a free pathogen to infect the consciousness with stray sentiments? Perhaps, in his dreams, he had traveled back in time, or even drifted into another dimension of space-time and inhabited the body, experiences, and nostalgia of another. To even envisage so allowed the trauma of those lost moments, though not his own, to draw from him a certain envy for the entity in whose memories he had basked vicariously. . .Perhaps, nostalgia was a microorganism. . .the bacterium that infected. . . Yes. . .maybe he was sick.

It__ that short-lived happiness, which empowers us to bear; long-lasting pain in living.

Wearing fake happiness is as good as smearing foundation. A bit of moisture drains it all.

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.