“Hey, you coming to the bar tonight?” he called out after me.I stopped and turned around, “Maybe, I don’t know. I have to see how I feel after a shower.”A smile burst onto his face, making him more stunning than it was humanly possible. “Do you need help with that? I’d like to see how you feel after a shower too…”

“Giggling, I drifted into a rendition of You’re so Vain by Carly Simon to Lost Cause from Beck, stopping after (I Hate) Everything About You by Ugly Kid Joe.“Nice, Grace. What was that a montage of how I feel about Shane songs?”

“I glared at Shane, who gave me an innocent look. With the most serious expression I could make, I joked, “Some of my close friends have called me Black Widow, because after I sleep with someone, I kill them.” Shane looked at me evenly, matching my serious expression, “I have no doubt in my mind that you have had that effect on men, since I feel like I’ve died every time you’ve smiled at me.”

“His lips touched mine again, breathing me in like I was his air, then he tore his mouth from mine; panting. "Please Grace, whatever it is you're going after, please try to find it here in me. I will try my best to be the man that you need me to be.”

“Grace: "I wanted to tell you how I felt. Why I was always so mean to you, Shane."- "Because you feel broken?"- "Completely shattered," I whisperedsoftly.Bringing his hands to my face, he leaned over me, lightly stroking my cheeks with his fingertips. - "Then let me in, because I promise you, I will pick up every little broken piece of you, every single fucking piece, Grace, and for therest of my fucking life I will put you back together...I'll make you whole again.”

“Do you still love him?""Always and forever, and then an eternity after.”

“I've waited for what feels like two thousand years to tell you how much I love you and to touch your lips again.”