“The phone in my hand buzzed. Logan had just texted I Love You - so cute how he never abbreviated it.”

“I've never felt so bereft and panicky. What do I do without my phone? How do I function? My hand keeps automatically reaching for my phone in its usual place in my pocket. Every instinct in me wants to text someone, 'OMG, I've lost my phone!' but how can do that without a bloody phone?”

“We had an unspoken love for one another. Probably because she’d never talk to me or return my phone calls or texts.
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“Adrian gave the picture a nod of approval before handing me the phone. "Okay, even I can admit that's pretty cute."I found myself overanalyzing the comment. What had he meant in saying 'even he' could admit it? That I was cute for a human? Or that I had just met some kind of Adrian hot-girl criteria?”

“Logan Cale: If I just had my ass handed to me by a size three, I'd be inclined to mind my own business.”

“Every instinct in me wants to text someone OMG, I've lost my phone! but how can I do that without a bloody phone?”