I thought it could be something, I mean, eventually." Harrison finally looks at us. "My life I thought-but I mean... it's nothing."
"Don't cry" Grace says. "You have a lot of time."
"No, I don't."
"Yeah, you do."
"No.-"
"Yeah! Yeah, you do. It's okay. Look-"
She does something that is so amazingly selfless and also gross. She tilts Harrison's face up and gives him a sweet kiss on the lips and it lasts long enough for him to taste her back, to move his mouth against hers.
Harrison stares at her dumbfounded but he's stopped crying
She is so nice.
Stichwörter: life kindness love kiss sweet first-kiss
Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame.
Lauren OliverStichwörter: love touch delirium fire sweet lauren-oliver alex-sheathes lena-holloway burning-up
We'll walk together holding hands, and kiss in broad daylight, and love each other as much as we want to, and no one will ever try to keep up apart.
Lauren OliverStichwörter: love delirium sweet lauren-oliver alex-sheathes lena-holloway
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
Henry Ward BeecherStichwörter: god soul flowers sweet
But you're worried I'll get in trouble?" I try not to show how much this pleases me. I've managed to ignore him for days now and here I sit. Lapping up his attention like a neglected puppy. My voice takes on an edge. "Why do you care? I've ignored you for days."
His smile fades. He looks serious, mockingly so. "Yeah. You got to stop that.
Stichwörter: love sweet firelight jacinda-jones sophie-jordan will-and-jacinda will-rutledge
Don't stay away from me anymore."
I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won't. I can't promise that. Can't lie.
He opens his eyes. Stares starkly, bleakly. "I need you.
Stichwörter: love need sweet firelight jacinda-jones sophie-jordan will-and-jacinda will-rutledge
So what's the deal with you and my sister?"
He laughs shortly and rubs the back of his neck like something is there, tickling, tapping.
"Tamra." Clutching the dashboard, I turn and glare at her. "There is no deal."
She snorts. "Well, we wouldn't be sitting here if that was the case now, would we?"
I open my mouth to demand she end the interrogation when Will's voice stops me.
"I like your sister. A lot."
I look at him dumbly.
He looks at me, lowers his voice to say, "I like you."
I know that, I guess, but heat still crawls over my face. I swing forward in my seat, cross my arms over my chest and stare straight ahead. Can't stop shivering. Can't speak. My throat hurts too much.
"Jacinda," he says.
"I think you've shocked her," Tamra offers, then sighs.
Stichwörter: sweet firelight jacinda-jones sophie-jordan will-and-jacinda will-rutledge i-like-you tamra-jones
All I think of ever is that I love you.
F. Scott FitzgeraldStichwörter: love think sweet you ever gloria
What have the nibblers ever done for you?"
The breeze ruffled her hair, pushing it back from her face, giving him a clear shot of her eyes. They were asking for an answer. Needing to know if she could count on him.
"They saved your life," he said.
And for just a moment, Luxa's face softened and she smiled.
Stichwörter: sweet suzanne-collins gregor luxa underland-chronicles
I am seventeen. The good things about seventeen is that you’re not sixteen. Sixteen goes with the word sweet, and I am so far from sweet.
Francine PascalStichwörter: age sixteen sweet teens seventeen sweet-sixteen
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