“It looked like a love poem, and I was jealous of whoever inspired the sort of devotion he must have felt to make those words so permanent” — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
My last coherent thought, as Lucas took his time kissing and touching every part of me he could reach and my body arched into… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
Erin and I spent four hours shopping for dresses and shoes Tuesday night. She was going all out in her intention to make Chaz… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“This girl wasn’t tapping her fingers restlessly, though. Her movements were methodical. Synchronized. Sitting far enough to the left of her to study her… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I’ve been thinking about that proof I spoke of last time – that you’re where you’re supposed to be. And it occurred to me,… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“What the hell is it about brooding guys that’s attractive to women, anyway? I’ve become one since Dori’s call three weeks ago, and it’s… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
When you tell me to be good, it makes me want to be good,' I say, hearing the undisguised desire in my voice. I… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I thought about texting Lucas, but what would i say? That i'd tossed and turned all night, thinking of his hands on me? — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“One of the reasons AA works is that the individual makes the decision not to drink, one day at a time. One hour. One… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
No matter what grief or loss takes place, most of life flows on all around us, as though nothing's changed. At some point in… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“Everything isn't fixable, and miracles are only happy twists of fate. Fate can so easily twist in the opposite direction.” — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
there's not a boy on the planet worth this amount of angst. I know; i used to be one — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
