You’re nice to me because you think I’m pretty?” “And because you have brown eyes. I’m a sucker for big old brown eyes.
I think the key to the start of any good relationship is to remember how the other person likes their coffee.
The Hamilton family was a bunch of hugging folks
Yo! Cam!” Beer Guy jumped off the porch and jogged down the sidewalk, passing me a quick look. “What you up to, man?” Saved by the frat boy. Cam’s gaze didn’t veer from me, but his grin started to slip. “Nothing, Kevin, just trying to have a conversation.
I’ll accept your apology on one condition.” He folded his arms across his chest. “Anything?” “You trust me.
I want to be with you.
I have hope because I love you – I’ve been in love with you, Avery. Probably before I even realize that I was
I trust you with my life
Well, prepare yourself. I am all kinds of thoughtful this week. I brought you something else.
Easy for you to say. You’re the one who got plowed. I was doing the plowing.
Avery Morgansten? This is becoming a habit.
He's not the relationship kind or so I hear." "And do you want a relationship?" I asked her. "No." She laughed, dabbing her fry. "But I have a feeling with someone like him, you get one taste and you will always want more." "Sort of like crack?" Jacob suggested. "Or Cheetos," Brit supplied.
Avery: "So I've been doing some thinking." Cam: "Oh God." Avery: "Shut up.
We also told her you weren't a serial killer," Brit interjected. Cam nodded. "That's a glowing recommendation. Hey, at least he's not a serial killer. I'm going to put that on my Facebook profile.
You do know him, so that's a lame excuse." It was a lame excuse, but it was the best I had. "How do you really ever truly know someone?" Brit smacked her hands to her cheeks and she shook her head. "He's not a serial killer." "Speaking of serial killers, everyone thought Ted Bundy was a really charming, handsome man. And look how he turned out. Psycho." Jacob stared at me. "He's not Ted Bundy.
And you're a bad boy?" I asked. Ollie's grin was contagious. "Oh, I'm a bad, bad boy." Cam shot his friend a look. "Yeah, as in bad at spelling, math, english, cleaning up after yourself, talking to people, and I could go on.
Giving the tortoise a little wave, I kind of felt stupid afterward for doing so. It just stuck its head back in its green and brown shell. "That's a very interesting pet." "And those are very interesting shorts." His gaze dropped. "What are they?" Leaning forward his eyes narrowed and I stiffened. "Pizza slices?" Heat swamped my cheeks. "They're ice cream cones." "Huh. I like them." Straightening, his gaze drifted up me slowly, leaving an unfamiliar wake of heat behind. "A lot.
It's like we're a catastrophe waiting to happen.
Oh, honey, if he swung batter-batter for my team, I'd be all over that in a heartbeat.
I love you." - Avery "I know." - Cam "Cocky." - Avery "Confident. I love you sweetheart." - Cam
All I'm saying is once you've been out in the woods and heard the things I've heard, you'd believe in Big Foot and the chupacabra.
I just didn't know how much of this I was capable of. How far this - whatever it was - would actually go before old fears overshadowed the warmth.
Thank you.” His lips curved up on one side. “For what?” “For waiting for me.
I’m just not interested.” “Do you have ovaries?” Jacob asked. I shot him a look. “Yes.” … “Then how are you not interested.
There was a difference between loving someone and being in love
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