“Live like [me] for seventeen years and you either start seeing boys as chocolate-covered French éclairs on legs, the kind packing a thousand calories apiece, strictly hands-off, or you stop seeing them at all.” — Ramona Wray Copy Share Image
“A smile bloomed again in his eyes. "I love that you let me bring out that softness in you. You've always been such a… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“Close your eyes," he said, low and soft. "Look inside yourself and don't think for a second, just ... tell me, how did you… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“But nothing comes free of charge; the world would tumble into chaos without that kind of balance...” — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“Funny how I always thought the world would dilate and then snap back with a loud bang the day a boy happened to me.… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“Okay, so maybe it was unexpected freedom of being able to get up-close and personal with him without having every inch of me quivering… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“He lowered his mouth to mine anyway, close enough that our lips almost brushed for a millisecond before his glided across my cheek, his… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“One day, while at the drugstore picking up some aspirin for my Mom, dear old Mrs. Burns, our pharmacist, shoved a pack of condoms… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“Guess where that left me? That's right: between Ryder, my boyfriend, who hated Lucian with the proverbial fiery passion and J, my best friend,… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“Elementary, my dear Watson." "That's a misquotation, by the way," I countered without thinking. Which might've made more of an impact if I'd stopped… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“I love how you look at me." [...] "And how's that?" I asked, blushing on cue. His lower lip curled in that mischievous way… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“This is the stuff dreams are made of, right?" I could've pointed out the misquotation; everybody goes for Humphrey Bogarst's famous like from The… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“What game is this, Ryder?" I asked frostily. "What are we playing at here?" Shrugging, he replied "It's not me who's playing. I'm not… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
“How could you be watching me the whole year?" I asked, sensing my eyes bulging, but unable to control it. "I think I would've… — Ramona Wray Copy Share
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