“So you ended up with that… thing… because it was what he wanted? He insisted?” Morgan pulled him close, dark eyes searching his face intently. “No, I bought it for Ben as a reminder that even when we were ugly… — Con Riley Copy Share Image
“THEO: Who do you picture when you think of me? MORGAN: Papa Smurf. THEO: Do you have a camera in here somewhere? MORGAN: Yes,… — Con Riley Copy Share Image
“MORGAN: Help me out here. THEO: What's up? MORGAN: Don't make me spell it out, Theo. THEO: Oh. MORGAN:Just talk dirty for a while.… — Con Riley Copy Share Image
“Theo finally did something purely for his own pleasure. Pulling his laptop toward him, he logged into his guilty secret—a local political debate forum—and… — Con Riley Copy Share Image
“THEO: You should walk a fucking mile before you judge a situation. You should put yourself in someone else's shoes before you blame, or… — Con Riley Copy Share Image
“We all need people, Theo. It doesn't matter how we find the people who matter to us; it just matters that we hold on… — Con Riley Copy Share Image
“Maggie wasn't without her concerns, though. "What if he's crazy?" "Yeah, that's a definite possibility," he agreed. "What if he's not your type?" "Then… — Con Riley Copy Share Image
“So you ended up with that… thing… because it was what he wanted? He insisted?” Morgan pulled him close, dark eyes searching his face… — Con Riley Copy Share Image
