“Peanut,” Nathan cooed. “You can’t paint it if you’re giggling and shaking.” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
“Peanut,” Nathan said in a quiet voice. He crossed the kitchen, snagging my hand from my mouth and drawing me toward him. “Come on, sweetie. We need to get to school.” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
“opened the door. He was leaning with his arm up on the frame, and his other hand on his hip. The way he was… — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
“So how about this,” he said, focusing on the pan. “The next time we get the chance, you” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
“She fell over," Nathan said. "Yeah," Gabriel said. "I thought fainted all graceful. She just crashed” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
“I looked back at Corey, sharing a glance with him. Corey smiled and lifted his hands up in a have-no-idea way. Russians are complicated.” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
“I am not your doormat to lay out your problems on and then vanish without a word.” “Huh?” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
“Will you stop being cute? Your nose is smudging the window. My god, you’re worse than a puppy,” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
“Avoiding heartbreak by never giving out my heart was the best solution.” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
