Occupation: Author Birth: February 3, 1979
Don't make me regret this", I said breathless. "You haven't regretted me once..
I love you,Nora. Whatever happens, promise me you'll remember that. I don't care why you came into my life,only that you did. I don't remember all th….
reading a good book in silence is like eating chocolate for the rest of your life and never getting fat..
One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for..
Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can..
Whoa, who peed in your Cheerios?.
They say that when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hov….
He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go..
Shouldn’t you be working instead of fraternizing with customers?” I choked. He smiled. “What are you doing Sunday night?” I snorted. By accident. “Ar….
There's a disconnect between my mind and my heart, but I feel the truth. They say when people lose their vision, their hearing comes sharper. I've lo….
The Patch I knew didn't run from anyone..
It was a smile that spelled trouble. With a promise..
My mom's coming home soon," I said. "We should go to your place." Patch ran a hand across the shadow of stubble along his jaw. "I have rules about wh….
I tended to be more a romantic than a realist, and chose blind faith over cold logic..
Dante said, “I tried talking Nora into a ride, but she keeps blowing me off.” “That’s because she has a hard-A boyfriend. He must have been homeschoo….
Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG..
The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart..
Scott: Friends don't let friends drive drunk. Nora: Are you trying to appeal to my conscience? Scott: How can you turn down a once-in-a-lifetime chan….
I can't imagine why you're so interested." He shook his head. "Interested? We're talking about you. I'm fascinated..
You’re crowding me. I need— room.”... What I needed were boundaries. I needed willpower. I needed to be caged up, since yet again I was proving I cou….
Before I forget, here's your homework. Where do you want me to put it?" She pointed at the trash can. "Right there would be fine..