“The winter sky has already turned black, but I could still see Wesley's gray eyes in the darkness. They were exactly the color of the sky before a thunderstorm.”

“I kissed someone tonight.""Good for you. Now go back to sleep.""It was Wesley...Wesley Rush."Casey shot straight up in bed. "Whoa!" She shook her head and rubbed the sleep from her wide hazel eyes. "Okay, now I'm awake.”

“First:"Wesley Rush doesn’t chase girls. They chase him.”Then:“You’re right. Wesley Rush doesn’t chase girls, and I’m not chasing you”But in the end:"Wesley Rush doesn’t chase girls, but I’m chasing you" ♥”

“No rush. This time things were slow and earnest. This time I wasn't looking for an escape. This time it was about him. About me. About honesty and compassion and everything I'd never expected to find in Wesley Rush.”

“He was sweet and charming and smart... but my feelings for Wesley were way beyond that. I'd skipped the crush kiddie pool and jumped right into the deep, shark-infested ocean of emotions. And, if you'll forgive the dramatic metaphor, I was a lousy swimmer.”

“Wesley Rush doesn't date, he fucks - everyone, for that matter.”

“Wesley Rush doesn't chase girls, but I'm chasing you.”