“I blush as that word pops into my mind again, "relationship." Is this what a relationship feels like, I wonder -- close, comfortable, warm, safe, thrilling, erotic, and smelling deliciously of pancakes...”
“Our relationship feels different. Like someone has taken my favorite sweater and thrown it in the dryer and it doesn't fit right anymore. I want to pull and tug on it until it feels comfortable again.”
“I don’t understand open relationships. My relationship is like a normal business at 5:01 pm: very much closed.”
“Suddenly question number four popped into my mind. Have you thought about how this relationship will end?”
“The greatest comfort in this life is having a close relationship with God.”
“Noah felt strong and warm and muscular and safe and he smelled, oh, God, delicious. I couldn't stop kissing him if my life depend it upon it: his lips, his neck, his chest, and Noah seemed as hungry as me.”