Aren't you hungry?" he asked, distracted. "No." I didn't feel like mentioning that my stomach was already full - of butterflies. — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“Are you okay?" I asked, distracted. I wanted back inside the vision. "Nothing a little mouth-to-mouth won't cure," he said,but he couldn't muster the energy to laugh at his own joke. "You're no good for me,Nik," he said in between… — Brodi Ashton Copy Share Image
