“You're a psychopath.""I prefer creative.”

“That’s an unfortunate place for a birthmark,” I said, more than a little unnerved that it was so similarly positioned to my own scar. Patch casually but noticeably slid his sleeve down over his wrist. “You’d prefer it someplace more private?”“I wouldn’t prefer it anywhere.” I wasn’t sure how this sounded and tried again. “I wouldn’t care if you didn’t have it at all.” I tried a third time. “I don’t care about your birthmark, period.”

“You're crazy. You're impossible.""I'm crazy?"He tipped my chin up and planted a quick, rough kiss on my mouth. "And I must be crazy for putting up with it.”

“You're staying here, Angel.""You're taking this one alone?""First, Hank can't see us together. Second, I don't like the idea of dragging you into something that could get messy fast. If you need one more reason, I love you.”

“Being with you never felt wrong. It's the one thing I did right. You're the one thing I did right.”

“Because I thought I was in love. And when you think you're in love, you are willing to stick it out and make it work until it is love.”

“HUSH,HUSH IS ♥!PATCH! I HATE YOU WHEN YOU'RE LIKE THAT *giggle* :))NORA IS SUCH A CLEVER LADY ♥”