He met each newly exposed piece of flesh with a tender kiss, remembering how he’d dreamed of doing exactly this on the very first night he’d seen her.

Was she on some sort of Candid Camera version of This is Your Sucky Love Life?

He’d only ever seen her twice, only talked to her once, but as he now gazed upon her, he realized that he’d missed her all day long.

I was hoping to find a way out of here and instead found you.

In the history of risk taking, had there ever been a better reason to take a chance than genuine, heart-pounding, scary-ass love?