And our lips. There isn't enough skin, enough spit, enough time, for the lost years that our lips are trying to make… — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
“There what is?” I purse my lips, trying not to smile. “The moment you steal my heart,” — A.E. Murphy Copy Share Image
“We stand there for a moment, staring at each other, savoring it. And then all at once, we slam together. Mia's legs… — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
I remember how, at first, I had felt the tension in his lips, as if he was trying to make a barrier… — Maureen Johnson Copy Share Image
