“C’mon, sweetness. You don’t have to run. I won’t hurt you.” A pause, as though he was contemplating. “Much.” he amended, punctuating this last with a high-pitched tittering laugh that seemed to settle at the base of her neck like… — Kaine Andrews Copy Share Image
“A gurgling chuckle came from behind him; Jonas had heard it often enough to know that it signified something as close to laughter as… — Kaine Andrews Copy Share Image
“I'm so scared of commitment that I even hate stickers. I mean, once they're stuck, that's it. No going back now. Stupid stickers.” — Kaine Andrews Copy Share Image
“C’mon, sweetness. You don’t have to run. I won’t hurt you.” A pause, as though he was contemplating. “Much.” he amended, punctuating this last… — Kaine Andrews Copy Share Image
“What is living? Forging memories. What is dying? Forgetting them. I never die.” — Kaine Andrews Copy Share Image
