Bonds Are Like Rules, They're Meant To

Kingsley Did The Same, Except He Also Removed His T-shirt, Showing Off His Broad Chest, Tan And Smooth. When Had Kingsley Had Time To Work On His Tan? Mimi Wondered.

He Was Like A Shooting Star You Tried To Catch With Your Hands. She Would Only Get Burned.

As An Author You Hope Your Characters Have Sparks But Truly In The End They Have Minds Of Their Own!

When Their Lips Met, And Their Tongues Touched, It Was Like They Were Kissing In A Hundred Different Places, And Her Senses Were Flooded With New Sensations And Old Memoires. He Kissed Her, And Their Souls Melted Into Each Other In A Melody Older Than Time.

I'm Tired Of Being Your Best Friend. I'm Tired Of Being Second Best. I Won't Settle For That Anymore. It's All Or Nothing, Schuyler. You Have To Decide. Him Or Me. - Oliver Hazzard-perry