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"And she's staring at me really intensely. Kind of unnerving. Like the blank stare of a sociopath."
"Don't get addicted to those. I don't want to be roomies with a junkie because then you'll move on to harder shit and end up doing bath salts and eating my face off."
I could be in bed, all cuddled up and shit, dreaming about hot men with abs covered in powdered sugar.
and I knew I was seconds from not only kneeing him in the groin but also permanently ensuring he would not reproduce.
I was stuck between an asshole and a hot weirdo who was also a potential asshole.
"That better be Theo James or Jensen Ackles getting out of that car," I muttered.
"Everyone could use a kiss on the cheek once in a while. Plus, the expression you make when you're confused is fucking adorable."
"You left the house with him even after he obviously broke in. I'm telling you what, you females are freaks. Guys break in and you all swoon like B&E is a desirable trait,"
When he was in the meeting Friday night, he smiled and my panties caught on fire."
"Oh my God, you're interested in him? You want him to set your panties on fire."
"Was that an invitation? Because I'm willing to get to know you in any way possible if that means I get to taste your cake." "Invitation for . . .?" Oh my God. My words replayed. My face turned crimson. "You are such a pervert!" I smacked his chest hard. "That's not what I meant." "That's a damn shame then,"
"But you got one hell of a bite—a kick to that sweetness. It'll be rough getting in there, and you're going to fight it every step of the way, but it'll be smooth once I'm there."
"The Order wants to remember the fallen as they were before, all that they have given, and not what remains once the greatest sacrifice for freedom has been made."
"I'll admit that you felt fucking sweet as silk against my fingers when I had my hand between those pretty thighs."
You lit up for me like a damn firework and I barely touched you."
"People in hell want ice water." "People in hell are dead and thirst is probably the least of their concerns."
"Do you really ever lose anyone, Ivy? They may be gone, but they still exist."
"You gave Tink a scarf. Tink is free!" He flew out into the hallway like a little cracked-out fairy, screeching, "Tink is freeeeee!"
"God, you're beautiful when you're not smiling, but when you are? Fucking breathtaking."
