“Logan followed my gaze. "I wonder if there'll be stars where I'm going." "If there aren't now, there will be once you… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Logan was close enough for me to touch, to smell, to feel his breath on my forehead. Close enough to kiss. If… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“You can't help what you feel." "I can try harder to feel something different.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“I love you, Aura," Logan whispered. "Body or not, as long as I'm in this world, I want to be with you.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Don’t move,” he breathed, softer than ever. Logan slowly wrapped his fingers around my hand.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“The phone in my hand buzzed. Logan had just texted I Love You - so cute how he never abbreviated it.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“He leaned in. “Kiss me, one last time.” I called up a distant memory of his lips against mine. But this time,… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“I know you're worried," Logan said. "You think the second I sign a deal, I'll turn into some kind of man-slut." He… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Logan began to sing, a lilting tune I didn't recognize. At first I wondered if we'd seen the band in concert together… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Hey, it’s not like I was saving myself for the day you had a body again, so don’t get excited.” “Too late.” He curved… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
It's not our ability to get forgiveness that saves us. It's out ability to grant forgiveness. — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“I suppressed another shiver - I did not want Zachary taking off any more clothes on my account.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“You obviously haven’t lived in D.C. very long if you think two and a half minutes is too soon to talk politics.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“This one's for Aura. You all know who that is by now. The only girl I've ever loved. I wrote her a song, but… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Forever” by Logan Keeley October 18, 20xx Lying beside me in the failure of flesh, You wait for the words that will let your… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“You can give your life meaning.' She stroked my forehead from the center to the temples, with just her fingertips. 'We all can.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Aw, he’s shy. How loveable, huggable, stuff-in-a-bag-and-take-home-able.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“I open my eyes. Yech, boyfriend thoughts, the kind I haven’t had since I was a teenager. It’s one thing to imagine Shane naked… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
