Sid slapped her hands on the bar. "Good Lord, woman, unclench your sphincter and have another drink.
lip. She jammed her hands in his wet hair as Lucas spun, setting 
Some choices can't be undone. Some wounds can't be healed. 
A bit of the hoity went out of her toity at the brush-off. Snow held her grin in check. Barely. 
You have no one to please but yourself, and you should demand others accept you for who you are. Don't let anyone tell you you're not enough. 
into the kitchen and spotted 
She wanted to breathe him in, hold tight until they'd lost track of where one ended and the other began. 
There are no limits on how many dreams we get to have. Not as long as we're willing to work for them when they come. 