“These hands," he squeezed them both on my face to make his point, "will never touch you without being gentle. Unless that's not what you want, of course." His eyebrow lifted waiting for me to balk, but I just waited.… — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“The words for what I want to say right now don't exist. Everything sounds…so cliché.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“Gran swatted his butt and shooed him away out the door. "Now, we can get down to business." She rubbed her hands together like… — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“He pulled my face up with his hand cupping my cheek and kissed me on my trembling mouth. He smoothed his hands down my… — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“It's my job as best friend to make sure he's not a serial killer. Or an English major, not sure which one's worse.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“Dad, he's different. He's not going to take advantage of me." "I hope not, 'cause I'd hate to go to prison for murder." I… — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“I'm sorry," I muttered. "My subconscious is apparently obsessed with you.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“You don't appreciate the things that come easy. The things we fight for are the things we keep with us forever.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“Your heart beat is my favorite thing to listen to. When you look at me and your heart rate jumps.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“Was he laughing at me? Was I so pathetic that the thought that not only getting caught, but being humiliated with laughter was appropriate… — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“Her chest began to quake softly. "Why?" "Why what, sweetheart?" I said gently. "Why do you want me?" I didn't even have to think.… — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
“He understood that I was in my own head and I was safe there. I'd come back when I felt like I could.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
