I feel a strange sensation brewing inside of me. It tickles my throat and forces my lips into a grin. Before I can stifle it, I giggle. And then I laugh.

He was warm, partly because he had on many layers, and partly because boys whoa re part wolf and part wind do not get cold.

The pimp has a grin, never a smile.

His green eyes blazed with desire; such a different look than I'd known before. Chase had studied me, reading my feelings. Tucker was only trying to see his own reflection. Disturbing on several levels.

Smile, smile.

There are moments to be loved in every day, moments to laugh, moments to smile. Every day can be a time for happiness. Find it within you, find it outside of you, happiness can be found if we look for it.