You Forgot My First Lesson: Don't Hesitate.

Metaphors. This Was The Cost Of Making Out With An Artist.

I Wrapped My Arms Around His Neck And Pulled Him Closer. I Didn't Care That We Were Out In Public. I Didn't Care That He Was Moroi. All That Mattered Was That He Was Adrian, My Adrian. My Match. My Partner In Crime.

Just Friends, Just Friends. Standing There In The Bookstore, Watching Seth Walk Away, I Half Wondered How Anyone Could Still Use That Line. But I Knew Why, Of Course. It Was Used Because People Still Believed It. Or At Least They Wanted To.

I Hadn't Gotten Far When I Ran Into Mason. Good God. Men Everywhere.

How We Love Others Is Affected By How We Love Ourselves, And For The First Time In A Long Time, I Was Whole.