“I wish I could catch the words and reel them back in my mouth to safely store away in my Shut the Hell Up, You Idiot file.”

“I spent so much time carefully packing up my past. Sealing it shut. Storing it away. Seeing Brandon makes that box fall open and all the memories spill out at my feet.”

“I could hear the boy cheering in the back seat and Justin had a huge smile on his face, his dimples standing out. I squeezed my eyes shut. Maybe I lacked the necessary testosterone levels to be enjoying this.”

“Justin: "Say hi to Paul Thompson for me," he added.Madeline: "Garrlgh," I gagged. The corner of his lips curled up.Justin: "What was that?"Madeline: "That was vomit creeping up the back of my mouth when you mentioned Paul's name.”

“I care about you. More than I feel safe caring. You make my heart do some really weird things”

“I tell Dylan I have to go to the bathroom. I shut the door and try to pee, but my dick's already sticking straight up at the ceiling. Great. I'm sure she caught that minor detail. We haven't even kissed yet. I shake my head and do my best to pee. I pull my pants back up, trying to make my hard-on less obvious. I stare at myself in the mirror and splash cold water on my face to calm down. My face flushed.I concentrate on one critical thing. Last, Gray. You've got to make it last. No two pumps, you're done. Don't be that guy. You're stronger than that.Think sports.Try to name every candy bar you can.Think about anything but what her body feel like, because as soon as you let yourself go there, It's over.Enough with the pep talk. I take a deep breath. This is it. It's what you were born to do.”

“I don't know what to say. I hate that. I wish I had all the answers for you. I wish I could explain why this happened.”