“She had known for a while that Chance would be her first. She hadnt planned it would be tonight. But, it felt right, Fourth of July, fireworks, and her first time.”

“Uh oh, maybe Im hysterical. No, the look on his face had been so funny. Did he really think to kiss me into submission? That shit might work in romance novels, but not on me. If he wants to kiss me...”

“The phrase she was so mad she could chew nails and spit screws ran though his mind at her look. Damn. He had really fucked things up between them. Why hadnt he taken her calls again? Oh, yeah, to g...”

“She was so stupid. He was just another cowboy looking for someone to shine his buckle, and shed fallen for it. What a fool. But, she wasnt a fool anymore. She knew who and what she was, and that ma...”

“Uh oh, maybe I’m hysterical. No, the look on his face had been so funny. Did he really think to kiss me into submission? That shit might work in romance novels, but not on me. If he wants to kiss m...”

“Every great love starts with a great story...”

“I knew, in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late: again, I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extend...”

“You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question.”