“I just want to be the only thing he sees. I want to feel like we’re walking on clouds when we’re together. That I’m the girl he wants,”

“Maggie. When we make love, I want it to be special. Not some quickie in your bedroom before your parents come home. I want more than that for us. I want to be able to hold you all night and feel you against me as I fall asleep. I want us to be perfect together.”

“I know I'm with Olivia. I know that was a deal breaker for you. But goddamn it, I don't want to be with her. I only want you. It has only been you from the moment you walked into Barton's.”

“But Rachel, every time you hurt, I hurt. Particularly, when I'm the cause of it. I've been aninsensitive jerk. But I need you to know that you are all I can think about. That you give me freakingbutterflies in my stomach. That when we're together I feel like...”“Cloud walking.” Rachel grinned.”

“Cloud walking. I like that. And yeah, that's exactly how you make me feel. Like my feet will never touch the ground.”

“I loved him. I hated him. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to strangle him. I was a walking, talking contradiction. There were days I was so torn by my conflicting emotions that I thought I would be ripped in half. Staring at my best friend and secret object of my undying love, I wondered if I would ever get off this crazy train of emotions swirling around inside me. I didn't like feeling this way. But the truth was I couldn’t remember a time I didn’t feel this aching need to completely immerse myself in all things Daniel Lowe.”

“I wanted to feel what it was like to kiss you for the first time without being sucked into a medicated fog.”