Sometimes The Best Hiding Place Is The

Oh You Do Smell Good.

No Mistakes, I'd Promised Myself That I Would Make No Mistakes, No Matter How Minimal They Seemed. If I Held Her Hand, I Would Only Want More - Another Insignificant Touch, Another Move Closer To Her. I Could Feel That. A New Kind Of Desire Was Growing In Me, Working To Override My Self-control. No Mistakes.

Perhaps Without The Lows, The Highs Could Not Be Reached.

Lie To Me. She Whispered. I Love You. He Said.

Jacob Was Simply A Perpetually Happy Person, And He Carried This Happiness With Him Like An Aura, Sharing It With Whoever Was Near Him. Lika An Earthbound Sun, Whenever Someone Was Within His Gravitational Pull, Jacob Warmed Them. It Was Natural, A Part Of Who He Was.