| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a7e6ec5 | I can barely breathe. I feel like I'm going to explode. Jake Wilder is kissing me. French-kissing me. Is he even supposed to be French-kissing me for the play? I thought... Oh, who cares if he's supposed to or not. He is, that's all that matters. | vampiric-romance ya | Mari Mancusi |