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Believe me, I knew you enjoyed it without voicing it that way. It was like your body screamed for me to take you." All too true, but I didn't like it to be told aloud. I arched an eyebrow, something I couldn't do when sober. "I'm pretty sure if I put a hand on your crotch, you're sporting a boner. It works both ways.

No." I pulled away just enough to lock my eyes with his. His crooked smile sent shivers down my spine. His eyes were a deep blue darkening more as the minutes passing between us were getting hotter. "I will be the one using you, and you'll love every second, every breath, every stroke and every fucking inch of me," he said, his lips ghosting above mine.

So go love someone that wants to love you back. Whoever that lad is will be one lucky person.

Don't see me as a girl. See me as a buddy of yours or something." He cast his eyes downward and didn't look back up to my face. I looked down and groaned. Such a guy. "My buddies don't have boobs, as far as I know." "Because you felt them up to be sure?" I chuckled, against my better judgement. Once again, his mouth dropped open.

Absolutely. No more pretending!

I love you to insanity. I'm not even sure if it's a good thing.'' _ Duke

It__ a matter of when I__l stop fighting. _ Duke

Therapy can__ erase scars, it only makes it easier to live with them. _ Duke

What if just you and I hung out, like last summer?" Nick sat up and began twirling a lock of my wet hair around his finger. "Josh never needs to know.

I listen closely to her breathing getting slower, deeper until her hand settles over my heart, only beating for her. _ Duke

Lucia opened the door. "They say not to discuss politics and religion on the first

I think it's time you got a summer love of your own until lover boy sees he need to ditch Gina.

I can__ just take it.___ou can. I__ giving it to you._ She affirms, glimpsing quickly up at me and then down to the floor, moving her foot once and then back again. Still her hand is offered to me, still flinching with the ring in her palm.__hat do you want for it?___othing._ __ou must want something._ __... got what I wanted._ She smiles, such a light, smooth movement of her lips, but it dies out so quickly, like a candle light being blown in the wind. __hat__ that?___ got to see you again, to give it to you.

The world is only as small as your mind makes it.

It's hard. Being 15, 16, 17. You get so angry. You want to do something with that anger. I guess try to find some other way to let it out. Don't kill people. Don't kill yourself. Let yourself grow up a little. Then you might to start to think differently about things. You might get new opportunities to do something with your life that you never thought possible as a teenager." -- Thomas Harvey in the upcoming novel, "Nikki White: Polar Extremes" (Nikki, #3)

He nibbled on my lower lip again and pulled away, his breathing loud and labored. I opened my eyes and met two blue orbs so dark with desire that it almost made me lose all train of thought and strip naked. His lips were red and a little swollen from our kiss. And I'd be damned if I didn't want to nibble on his lower lip, too.

Charlee has my arm. She has my arm__y arm that__ rigid from pleasure, from her touch__n her little fingers. She holds my other one, too and she__ right there, that sweet candy perfume stripping the rest of the strength from my body, and it escapes in a soft, breathy sigh.

Freedom is a state of mind.