Jeff

“Ana is convinced she can bake anything."
"I can. I'm going to make tarts and you're going to like them."
Stef grinned. "If you need help putting out fires, I'm next door.”
― Jodi Meadows, Incarnate

“His ascent was slow - the blow to the head must have disoriented him worse than he let on - so I went behind, ready to catch him should he lose his balance. Well, I could soften his landing when he hit the floor. Maybe.”
― Jodi Meadows, Incarnate

“my butterfly dress was visible on the washroom floor, bent and shredded wings and all. Cheeks hot, I remember what he'd suggested before someone shot him.
His eyes found the dress too. "I was teasing about that. Unless you were looking forward to it. Then I meant every word.”
― Jodi Meadows, Incarnate

“I regret I didn't wear a jacket, or I'd give it to you."
"I still have my wings. It wouldn't fit."
"I'd carry them for you."
"They're attached to the dress. It was the only way I could get them to stay."
He squeezed my hand, tone mischievous. "In that case, I'd be especially happy to carry the wings."
"Sam!"
"It wouldn't be the first time I've seen you without clothes."
"Sam!”
― Jodi Meadows, Incarnate