I don’t see any police cars.” “They probably had to park a couple blocks over. Anyway, as I was saying, I noticed illegal substances in the hands of ….

Anthony raised his red plastic cup to me and shouted something, but it was too hard to hear over the music. “What?” I called back. “You look great!” ….

Chauncey seethed at the outrageous insult. "And your father?" he demanded, extending the sword. He didn't yet know all his vassals, but he was learni….

Do you ever think of moving back?" "To Coldwater? Heck, no. England suits me fine. These Brits love my accent. The first time Gavin asked me out it w….

If I'd wanted you dead five minutes ago, you'd have died five minutes ago..

I think I'm more of a guardian angel girl..

there's only one thing i know for certain anymore." he turned, his eyes a clear black. "that i would do anything for you, even if it means going agai….

Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared..

Thinking. A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision..

Patch's eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it ov….

I felt his eyes devour me as I moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a hot ache shivered through me. A kiss would'v….

You're mine, Angel," he murmured, brushing the words across my jawbone as I arched my neck higher, inviting him to kiss everywhere. "You have me fore….

My legs are falling asleep,” I blurted. It wasn’t a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs included. “I could so….

When I'm wasted, I can almost forget who I am," he said, his smile fading slightly. "I know I'm still there, but only barely. It's a good place to be….

I was tired of admiring your legs from a distance..

You should go," I breathed. "You should definitely go." "Go here?" His mouth was on my shoulder. "Or here?" It moved up my neck..

Are you crazy?" I said. "Crazy about you." "Patch!" "Don't worry, we've got time." "How do you know?" He staggered back a step, with his hand over hi….

I need to brush my teeth. And I need a shower." He grinned, hopping off the bike. "Now that is an invitation..

That's really eco-friendly of you," Vee told Marcie. "Recycling Nora's old trash..

Shh!" the guy beside me hissed again. "Blame him," I told the guy, pointing at Patch. The guy craned his neck back. "Listen," he said, facing me agai….

You can call me Patch. No really. Call me..