“I could love you, Dylan Day.” He kissed her again, open-mouthed, his hands in her hair. “I could love you too.” — Kitty French Copy Share Image
“Now,” he says silkily, “what’s this about your never having been kissed?” I open my mouth to say something. To let him… — Laurie Forest Copy Share Image
“When they reached the creek where they’d gone two nights before, far enough from the house so that she could scream to… — Emma Jay Copy Share Image
