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There are a million ways to lose someone you love.

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That’s what faith is, right?’ he says. ‘Believing in what can’t be known? Fall into my arms, Dori. I’ll catch you, every time, and I won’t let go.
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I've been known to slum it and shop in the gag-him-and-bag-him aisles, believe it or not.
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When you tell me to be good, it makes me want to be good,' I say, hearing the undisguised desire in my voice. I run my fingers through the hair at her temples, taking her face between my palms, and she doesn't move. 'It also makes me want to be very, very bad.
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Over the past three years, we'd become each other's habit. And though he'd broken his habit of me when he walked away, I'd not broken my habit of him.
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We remain silent because we've taken on a responsibility and/or shame that was never ours to carry. Forgive yourself for things that were not your fault. Bad decisions, mistaken trust, physical weakness, or too much fear to act do not make an assault on you or someone you care about your fault. Ever.
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Really, he could have just punched me in the stomach, because my brain refused to comprehend the words he was saying. A physical assault, it might have understood.
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I'm a hopeful romantic who adores novels with happy endings, because there are enough sad endings in real life.
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Look at me, Emma. Her eyes are full, the lids heavy. Graham, she breathes. I need you to hear me. Cradling her head in my hands, thumbs sweeping her tears away, I stare into her eyes. I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are.
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ME: You 're a sick girl. ERIN: Guilty as charged. :)
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Erin and I spent four hours shopping for dresses and shoes Tuesday night. She was going all out in her intention to make Chaz regret any decision he'd made that didn't include worshipping at her feet.
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The getting is easy the keeping is the important part.
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I thought I dreamed you. The words whisper from my parched throat. His head tilts to one side, his mouth shifting to something less sarcastic, more amused. That may be the most enchanting thing I've ever been told after spending the night with a girl.
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I used to think of two people in love like that. Like puzzle pieces, fitting together. But it's not like that at all. Love pulls a part of you out, and it pulls a part of him - like taffy, stretching but not separating. The tendrils of each one wrap around the other, until they meld together. One, but not quite. Separate, but not quite.
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Did that hurt? On your lip? Not too much. I said a few choice four-letter words, though.
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You have a freckle here, he whispered, sweeping his tongue over a spot just under my jaw. It drives me crazy every time you 're above me. I just want to do this... The jentle draw of his mouth pushed me over the edge, and my knees tightened around his hips as i rocked against him.
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Bonus: I now knew what Erin meant by lickable abs.
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LUCAS: I've done a couple from memory but they aren't the same. Can't quite get the shape of your jaw. The line of your neck. And your lips. I need to spend more time staring at them and less time tasting them. ME: I can't say i agree with that notion. LUCAS: More of both, then.
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I’d always disparaged the games people played in pursuit of love - or the next hook up. The whole thing was a competition to see who could get how far, and I could never figure out if there was more luck or skill involved, or some unknowable combination of the two. People rarely said what they thought, or revealed how they felt. No one was honest.
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