“When I was nineteen," she said, "I was in love with being in love, I think. And I was given no chance… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“I don’t remember nineteen,” Will said. “Or twenty, come to that. I have a very vague recollection of twenty-one—” He laughed. “But… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
“How about how the hell you're still a virgin at nineteen?" he said, turning his silver pools toward me.” — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
