They swoon over Tom, who preens for them, bowing, which sets them to blushing and giggling. God help us all. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I love those butterflies in my tummy, the sweet tingles that run up and down my spine, the words he says, the way he makes me feel, the blushing, the giggling, the inside jokes. I'm always smiling from from ear… — TreasurePrincess Copy Share Image
