Stop thinking with your head, Alyssa.

“Jeb releases my fingers and cups my face in his hands, barely touching me, like…”

“Now, you listen, Alyssa Victoria Gardner. Normal is subjective. Don't ever let …”

“Lloras por él, pero por mi sangraste. Habría que preguntarse qué es más poderos…”

“He could offer her an eternity of challenges and passion, of quiet, tender mome…”