“I feel lost in it. Lost in him. Too him. Consumed and totally intoxicated. I feel reckless. Heedless. Like I could do anything...want to do anything, with him, right here and now.”

“I throw myself into him, letting him fill the empty hollow places being away from him. I'm already wrapped around him, but I push closer. He tightens his hold on me. Honestly, if I could fit myself into his skin and rest in-between his bones, right now, I would.”

“God, he’s such a cocky, arrogant bastard at times. And I totally fancy him. No I don’t.Yes, I do.No. I. Don’t.Ah fuck.”

“Jake once said on stage that Jonny was the mighty in their storm, and now I see that Jake is my mighty storm. He’s broken and complex, and no one knows him like I do, or ever will. He needs me. He’s my storm to calm. And I’m going to spend the rest of my life doing just that.”

“I'll never love anyone like I love him, and I'll always be his whether I'm with him or not.”

“And I'm here gazing back at him like a rabbit mesmerized by a beautiful cobra, and any minute he's going to strike and I'm done for.”

“I don't remember looking like this in the mirror this morning. Obviously, I still had my 'Tru looks awesome in anything' margarita goggles still on.”