“Those deep set eyes that look like they could tell stories for days, and that wavy brown hair that feels soft between… — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“He takes two steps back. Closer to the portal. I can't stop myself. "Ben," I call. And I'm not even embarrassed about… — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“Reaching out, I grab his hand and intertwine my fingers with his. And I move into his space until we're not even… — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“I mean, contrary to popular belief, I'm actually not harboring a secret desire to grow up and become a bioterrorist.” — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“So your perfect proposal, what would it be?" Ben asks. "Seriously?"... "I don't know. It would just be the two of us, and I guess I'd want him to say something honest, not overly romantic, not something that would make a great story to tell his friends. I'd just want him to lean over..." As I say it, I lean… — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share
“And the way it felt?" I whisper, as if that might soften the blow of embarrassment I'm about to deal. "Is that how you… — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“Those deep set eyes that look like they could tell stories for days, and that wavy brown hair that feels soft between my fingers.… — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“When the zipper snaps open, Ben pauses, his breath hot in my ear. "Janelle Tenner," he whispers. "I fucking love you.” — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“This is the second fucking time I've gotten shot when I was with you. I don't think we can be friends anymore.” — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“Life is a fragile thing. Apparently the whole world is fragile too.” — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
“I'd chosen this spot. We'd tried to get out in the water once, but it was summer and people were everywhere. Even at night,… — Elizabeth Norris Copy Share Image
