"I love the way you smile,' he said with a dreamy sleepy expression. "I want to tell you to do it more often, but I don't."
I took in every inch of that flawless face. "Why?"
He didn't even have his eyes open as he responded. "Because you don't give it to everyone." His cheek rested against mine, that sweaty chest did the same as he said, "And I don't plan on sharing you."
― Mariana Zapata, From Lukov with Love
Christian Allister
"Lisa is okay. She's in a little shock, but otherwise okay," Donny says as he hands me a cup of coffee. The bitter aroma mixes with the sterile scent of the hospital, creating a strange but oddly comforting blend. Our entire team is gathered in the hospital waiting room, the tension palpable as we process the recent events.
