“Amazing? My heart fluttered. “But I don’t want Flash or Harry,” I murmured. “You want Spider-Man,” he finished for me, looking a… — J.M. Richards Copy Share Image
“Oh, it was 1775.” “What?” “1775. The Battle of Bunker Hill.” “Oh.” I laughed. “We learned about it the day we met,”… — J.M. Richards Copy Share Image
“I wouldn’t joke if you weren’t always patching me up,” Davin retorted. He looked at Chad again. “You must have noticed, right?… — J.M. Richards Copy Share Image
“He was quiet for a moment. “So, in this analogy, you’re Mary Jane?” “You got that right, Tiger.” — J.M. Richards Copy Share Image
“I said. “I’m fine. I have a little bit of a head ache, but I’m not dizzy or nauseous. I can walk… — J.M. Richards Copy Share Image
“It’s so peaceful. I could go to sleep in here.” His eyes flickered to me once more, and for a dizzying second… — J.M. Richards Copy Share Image
