“He pulled my face up with his hand cupping my cheek and kissed me on my trembling mouth. He smoothed his hands down my arms, my back, my hair, my cheek, soothing me. “There’s a picture of you two in… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“I'm sorry," I muttered. "My subconscious is apparently obsessed with you.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share
“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
“Your heart beat is my favorite thing to listen to. When you look at me and your heart rate jumps.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share
“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
“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
“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
“Imprinting isn't a life sentence. Our people thrive with our significant by our side. We all know the importance of what has happened since… — Shelly Crane Copy Share
“So what was your favourite song?" "Um...the one about the sun sizzling into the ocean." He laughed hard. "What?" "Zeke wrote that song about… — Shelly Crane Copy Share
