“Scared, Angel?”

“Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked."If I did?""I don't like it."He grinned. "It stays, Angel.”

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

“Are we going to have to teach you to fight, Angel?”

“Your mine, angel. And I won't let anything change that.”

“You're mine, Angel. And I'm yours. Nothing can change that.”

“You’re a guardian angel now.”...."I’m your guardian angel,” he said.“I get my very own guardian angel? What, exactly, is your job description?”“Guard your body.” His smile tipped higher. “I take my job seriously, which means I’m going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.”