“Severine was a greedy, selfish person. She wanted everything. Right now, sitting here with Thayer, she wanted to keep this moment forever. Nothing gave her the right to desire it so much.”

“Sometimes I think together we are the worst kind of calamity." Thayer grinned back. Severine's lips burned. "Then I've never wanted to be destroyed so bad.”

“But this feeling with him...Severine closed her eyes and drank the moment in. Some things didn't come naturally for Severine. Yet, right now, it all flowed perfectly. This moment was written before it had ever begun. It was meant for her.”

“She sketched this moment into her mind, because nothing could be so perfect. Nothing could stay right, and last.”

“When he left her room tonight, she wanted his preference to be only her. His hands would only want her skin. He'd only fit perfectly with Severine.”

“Looking at him made things worse. It wrapped her closer to him and made her want to drag in every breath of air that specifically made him Thayer.”

“To Severine, his expression was blank. Spotless and clean. She wondered what it'd be like to create a mess in his eyes, to leave an imprint.”