“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.”

“This is crazy," I told Patch in an undertone."I'm crazy." He was on the brink of smiling again. "About you.”

“I learned that I was either crazy in love with you, or putting on the best performance of my life.”

“Nora: This is crazy.Patch: I'm crazy. About you.”

“Are you crazy?" I said."Crazy about you.""Patch!""Don't worry, we've got time.""How do you know?"He staggered back a step, with his hand over his heart. "Your lack of faith hurts.”

“Patch tipped my chin up. "If I could make this go away, I would. If I could stand in your place, I wouldn't hesitate. But I'm left with one choice, and that's to stand by your side through the end. I won't waver, Angel, I can promise you that.”

“Hmm?' I looked away, flustered automatically using irritation to cover my discomfort up. 'What does 'hmm' have to do with anything? Could you ever use more that five words? All this grunting and minced words make you come across-- primal.' His smile tipped higher. 'Primal.' 'You're impossible.' 'Me Jev, you Nora.”