“Still, there are many things we can toss at them that don't require magic at all. Acid. Hot oil. Bookshelves.”

“So there's magic? Real magic? It's not just all scientific like David says?"Tamani rolled his eyes. "David again?"Laurel bristled. "He's my friend. My best friend.""Not your boyfriend?""No. I mean...no."Tamani stared at her for several seconds. "So the position's still open?"Laurel rolled her eyes. "We are so not having this conversation.”

“It didn't matter to her that Tamani only had weak magic, he was magic.”

“I wouldn't go that far mate," he said. "I still don't like you.”

“How do you... we... you know, faeries pollinate?""The male produces pollen on his hands and when two faeries decide to pollinate, the male reaches into the female's blossom and lets the pollen mix. It's a somewhat delicate process.""Doesn't sound very romantic.""There's nothing romantic about it at all." Tamani replied, a confident smile spreading across his face. "That's what sex is for.""You still...?" She let the question hang."Sure.""But faeries don't get pregnant?""Never." Tamani winked. "Pollination is for reproduction- sex is just for fun."- Laurel and Tamani”

“So why are you here?"He lifted his hands and made as if to lay them on her arms, but just before they touched he stopped and let them fall. Then, simply, as though it were all the explanation she could ever need, he said, "Because I love you.”

“Tell me," he said, his voice sharp and demanding. "Tell me David is all you need or want out of life." Ηis face was close to her, his soft breath caressing her face. "Τhat you never think of me when you are kissing him, that you don't dream of me the way I dream of you. Tell me you don't love me.”