If there is one thing worse than self-pity, it was other people's pity.
A 'T' for Tess, a 'T' for Toby.
So if I was to choose? Then I choose complicated, I said, with a nod of finality. I met his eyes again in a silent challenge.I choose you.
I may have been buzzed last night, but I remember everything. I can't promise you that I won't want to drive you home, or kiss you like crazy again. Because I will. I do.
Just be careful, hon, Rosanna said.Oh, are the plates hot? I flinched back just before my hands made contact.Rosanna laughed. No, but hot boys can burn you just as easily.
When you knock off work tonight, go looking for Toby, because, trust me, he will be looking for you.
Well, if they set you in the kissing booth, let me know, I am always willing to donate for a worthy cause.
I like you, Tess.
She is something else.
Tess, there isn't a drunken, screaming netballer in the world that would have made me not want to ... continue.