I Don't Share My Body Heat Indiscriminately.

On Monday They Went Out For A Private Picnic. On Tuesday They Went For A Carriage Drive. On Wednesday They Went To Pick Bluebells. On Thursday They Fished At The Lake, Returning With Damp Clothes And Sun-glazed Complexions, Laughing Together At A Joke They Didn't Share With Anyone Else. On Friday They Danced Together At An Impromptu Musical Evening, Looking So Well Matched One Of The Guests Remarked It Was A Pleasure To Watch Them. On Saturday Matthew Woke Up Wanting To Murder Someone.

The Bargain…” She Mumbled. “you Said I Could Kiss You,” Came His Gentle, Wicked Whisper Near Her Ear. “but, My Love…you Didn’t Specify Where.

As It Turned Out, Welcome Was Where I Lost Everything, And Gained Everything. Welcome Was The Place Where My Life Was Guided From One Track To Another, Ending Me To Places I'd Never Thought Of Going.

Pity Goes Hand In Hand With Contempt. Don't Ever Forget That, Liberty. You Can't Take Handouts Or Help From Anyone, Because That Gives People The Right To Look Down On You.

You Are Everything That's Ever Been My Favourite Thing," She Wanted To Tell Him. "you're My Love Song, My Birthday Cake, The Sound Of Ocean Waves And French Words And A Baby's Laugh. You're A Snow Angel, Crème Brulée, A Kaleidoscope Filled With Glitter. I Love You And You'll Never Catch Up, Because I've Gotten A Head Start And My Heart Is Racing At Light Speed.