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“I’m not going to tell the two of you to get a room,” Michael announced, “because that is geographically impossible. So instead, I will suggest, quite delicately, that the two of you get a metaphorical room.”
“the worst part of your week was clearly losing a bet and being forced to carry a man-purse to training activities for forty-eight hours.” He paused dramatically. “Some of our classmates call him Agent Man-Purse now.” “You’re the only one who calls me Agent Man-Purse.” “So far.”
Celine smiles sweetly. “Why would I be interested in boys,” she asks the table innocently, “when there are girls?”
He took everything away from you. He locked you up. He hurt you. You danced.
“You won’t ever be normal, Mackenzie, but you’ll be okay.” “Personally,” Lia commented, “I find normal overrated.”
“You with the righteously indignant, yet distinctly guilty expression on your face! Hands in the air!”
“Or,” he says, his voice low, “you could expel me, and I could refrain from telling you anything unfortunate at all.”
