I became blinded by what I thought I needed to do. I was wrong. I was stupid. But not for one minute did I ever stop loving you. And that's why I deserve to be forgiven.

C.C. Hunter

Categorized in : Stupid Minutes Loving You

Long story short, ghosts just coming out of the closet sucked at communication. Probably as bad as a beginner ghost whisperer sucked at getting them to communicate.

beginners communication long

You're attracted to him," Kylie said. "And don't try to deny it. You've even admitted that much to me." "Okay, I won't deny that. He's got that whole hard body, vampire magnetism going for him. But when I was young, I had a crush on Big Bird. That wouldn't have worked out either.

vampire crush bird

Did you found something? asked she with hope. Yes, this until... Until what...? Until you stick your breasts on my back.And you realize that now I can't think about lions anymore!

lions sticks thinking

When it walks like a saint, and quacks like a saint- it's a quack... by C.C. Hunter

When it walks like a saint, and quacks like a saint- it's a quacking saint." -Della

quacks saint walks

Kylie watched as his shirttail upward, exposing a very hard abdomen. The hem of his shirt inched higher, and she took in the cutest inny belly button she'd ever seen. And then his chest. Solid. Hard. A few drops of water glistened against his skin. Hear heart beat to the sound of passion again.

passion heart water

Friday morning, Kylie, Miranda, and Della, each carting suitcases, walked the trail to meet up with their parents. They walked slowly, like condemned prisoners moving to their executions. “I’m going to be peeing on a drug test stick every hour,” Della muttered. Miranda sighed. “I’m going to screw up at my competition and my mom is going to give me up for adoption.” “I’m going to a ghost hunt,” Kylie added. Both girls looked at her. “Don’t ask.

friday girl mom

She already had a headache-she didn't want to add 'get tortured'... by C.C. Hunter

She already had a headache-she didn't want to add 'get tortured' to today's to-do list.

want add today

Just because a guy rings your bell, doesn't mean you have to toot... by C.C. Hunter

Just because a guy rings your bell, doesn't mean you have to toot his horn.

bells guy mean

Life isn't supposed to be easy. Generally speaking, the harder something is the more rewarding the results will be.

harder results easy

What you are doesn't matter. Because what you are isn't going to... by C.C. Hunter

What you are doesn't matter. Because what you are isn't going to change who you are.

who-you-are matter

I think he likes you" Miranda Whispered. Realizing she and Derek had drawn attention, she glanced away. "He's probably just curious about me like everyone else" she whispered back. "Nope. He's hot for you" Della said, reminding Kylie of the supernatural hearing of some of the campers. "When he was sitting by you at lunch, he oozed so much testosterone that it was hard to breathe. He wants your body" Della teased. "Well, he's not getting it" Kylie said.

lunch hot thinking

Change his mind. Tell him you're sorry you grilled his shorts." That you're sorry you've got ice running through your veins .

ice sorry running

You knocked the door down." Disbelief rang in his matter-of-fact tone. "I know," she answered,unable to say anything else. Unable to look away from his body. "But it's solid oak." "I know." She felt the solid oak beneath her and a little shocked that she'd done it, too. If it mattered at all, her shoulder felt a little bruised. And it was the slight pain that brought some reality back into the moment. "You don't have any clothes on." Oh, God, did she really say that?

pain doors reality

That woman is the most difficult, the most stubborn redhead I've ever had the displeasure of meeting." He shot off, leaving only a blurry streak in his wake. "And you're falling in love with her," Kylie whispered.

stubborn falling-in-love leaving

She's not the one I want." His words came out terse. "It's you. It's been you since...since the minute I first saw you.

saws want firsts

See,” he said playfully, and arched his eyebrows. “Admit it.” He moved in. His mouth ame so close to hers that she could practically feel it moving when he spoke. “Admit what?” She put a little tease in her own voice, hoping she drove him crazy as he drove her. “Admit that you like my kisses and yes to going out with me

kissing crazy moving

She couldn’t help wondering if that was how one made the decision to forgive or not. If letting go hurt more than accepting someone’s mistakes.

hurt letting-go mistake

God won’t give you more than you can handle.’” Holiday chuckled. “And we just wish He didn’t trust us so much, right?

holiday wish giving

Whatever you are, whatever gifts you end up getting, you’ll find that time will make those changes less scary as well.

wells scary ends

That’s the tricky thing about love. It walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, and smells like a duck. But after you sleep with it a month or so, or get dumped at the altar by it, it starts smelling more like a skunk.

smell ducks sleep