“I wanted sex to feel the way it had felt with him. Wild. Uninhibited. A perfect fit, perfect chemistry.”

“She has had a couple of lovers before, but honest to God, no one has ever felt as good, as perfect a fit, as him.”

“I didn’t hear him behind me. I felt him. Electric. Wild. One foot in the swamp. Never going to crawl all the way out.And I wanted to have sex with whatever he was. Where was I supposed to put that in my head?”

“Looking at him, she saw her future and felt all the ragged tears in her heart heal themselves. "I fit," she whispered in marvel, stepping into him. "I fit with you."He nodded and wrapped his arms around her. "Perfectly”

“Their voices fit together so perfectly, it makes him, for the first time, actually like the concept of perfection.”

“I found I could only glance at him for tiny moments and then I had to look away. He was perfect enough to hurt my feelings for a long time, and I wanted to let him.”