“Don't go getting all shy on me now, Lana," he drawled, squeezing my sides with his hands”
“Lana. I think about you every minute of every day. When I'm with you, my world is complete. When I touch you, I understand the meaning of life. When I lost you, I completely shattered. You. Own. Me.”
“You feel real good, Lana. Makes me forget everything else”
“All I had to do was make this guy happy. I’d take care of his cows and do manual laborfor two and a half months then my coach wouldn’t kick my ass off the baseball team. The DUI, he’d had to bail me out of jail for, would be forgottenand my baseball scholarship would remain intact. I only had three problems with this plan:1. No girls.2. I hated manual labor3. No girls.”
“She was crazy. I could be too. It was my greatest fear, that I'd snap one day too. Just like she had. I wanted to live life because if that day came I wanted to have lived once.”
“It had been three weeks, four days and twelve hours since I'd seen her. Since she'd torn my heart out. If I had been drinking, I'd blame it on the alcohol. It had to be an illusion, a desperate one. But I hadn't been drinking. Not a drop. There was no mistaking Blaire. It was her. She was actually here. Blaire was back in Rosemary. She was at my house.”