Being Charming Is My Hobby.

Hey Rose, Welcome Back. You Still Breaking Hearts?" "are You Volunteering?" His Grin Widened." Let's Hang Out Sometime And Find Out. If You Ever Get Parole.

More Than His Exterior Hit Me. I Felt Warm And Safe Just Being With Him. He Brought Comfort After My Terrible Day. So Often With Other People I Felt A Need To Be Center Of Attention, To Be Funny And Always Have Something Clever To Say. It Was A Habit I Needed To Shake. But With Him I Never Felt Like I Had To Be Anything More Than What I Already Was. I Didn’t Have To Entertain Him Or Think Up Jokes Or Even Flirt. It Was Enough To Just Be Together, To Be So Completely Comfortable In Each Other’s Presence—we Lost All Sense Of Self-consciousness.

You Did What You Did Out Of Love. I Can't Be Mad At You Over That. It Was Stupid, But That's How Love Is. Do You Have Any Idea What I'd Do For You? To Keep You Safe?

Feel Guilty. Mourn This. But Move On. Don't Let It Destroy You. Forgive Yourself.

I'm Guessing Whatever 'ways' You Have In Mind Aren't Jill-appropriate Either." "put Your Books Away And I'll Show You.