Happy? That doesn’t feel solid enough, somehow. Like it’s fleeting or transient, and whenever something crappy happens, it’s gone in a puff of smoke. I’m in love with someone I want to spend my life getting to know. He makes me feel safe and trusted and strong and beautiful, and all the things that give me validation that who I am is someone worth knowing. I guess it feels more bliss than happiness.

On this day, I give you my heart. I promise to be your lover, companion, and friend. Your greatest advocate and your toughest adversary, your comrade in adventure and your accomplice in mischief, and your ally in all things. I promise to communicate fully and fearlessly, and pledge my love, devotion, faith, and honor as i join my life to yours.

A man chooses what he becomes, and he must accept responsibility for his choices.

It's the differences between men and women that keep things interesting- Gabriel Eze

My entryway had just become mortification central, and my face flamed horrendously. So I did the only thing one can do when one makes a complete ass of oneself. I kissed him.

Payback and Karma are the bitchy little sisters of Revenge, and I promise you, it's not a family you want to mess with.-Shane, P.I.

Flying kisses are ones that make your insides feel like you're accelerating to reach altitude, and the moment you begin to soar, your chest can fill with air again, and your body floats free. I never had a flying kiss and always thought Mum was talking romantic nonsense." He took a deep breath, looked back at his hands, and smiled. "Apparently, it wasn't nonsense.

I don't want to sound like a badass, but I eject my USB without removing it safely.

Star Wars isn't a romance. How is Han the romantic lead?"I rolled my eyes. "Everything's a romance. Every good story worth telling has a romantic element - it's what makes us want to watch them, want to be them. You can't possibly tell me you had little boy aspirations of growing up to be Luke? Everyone wanted to be Han. I wanted to be Han, although Leia was pretty badass despite the breakfast bun hair.

I told my brain I wasn't presenting myself as an open target for the arms that encircled my waist as he stepped up behind me, but I was a lying liar who lied, especially when I tried to pretend indifference.