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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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Testing her sexuality, she thinks she's caught a beautiful fish, when in reality, she's netted a shark.
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I shrugged. “I guess that guys who’d never do something like that have a hard time believing some other guy would,” I said, but I could see her point. Awareness and apologies were fine and good, but they could come too late.
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But even if you have what everyone else wants- if it isn't what you want, it isn't what you want
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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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She's like a wind-up monkey that winds itself.
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Time would not change what I was feeling--or not feeling. I'd had time, and though the ache from his desertion hadn't disappeared, it was decreasing. My future was blurry, yes, but I was beginning to imagine a future when I would no longer miss him at all.
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Every moment was a before and an after. Every moment was a now to be lived.
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My last coherent thought, as Lucas took his time kissing and touching every part of me he could reach and my body arched into his, was: oh... so this is what all the fuss is about.
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People rarely said what they thought, or revealed how they felt. No one was honest.
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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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She shuddered. “What is it with slobbery kissers? Are they trying to drown us in spit? I mean, Jesus, swallow every now and then.
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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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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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Erin was right. Apologies could come too late.
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Please touch me. I need you to touch me.
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Ooh, J, he's got ink too. Just when i didn't think he could get any hotter.
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