“I mean, who does that? Who touches someone’s hair and pronounces they have magic?” “Darth Sullivan.” “Darth goddamned Sullivan.”

“Darth Sullivan”

“You have to call Darth Sullivan your 'Liege'?"I grinned. "Only if I expect him to answer.”

“Sullivan may have a heart of coal, but I bet he looks really good in orange. And stripes. Rawr. - Lindsey”

“I arched an eyebrow at her.She made an awful sound. "God, you're already Mrs. Sullivan.”

“I looked at Jonah. “I’m still learning who you are. And you’re my partner, so I appreciate that you’re willing to take a punch for me.” I walked to Ethan and glared up at him. “But you know better than this, Ethan Sullivan.”

“Let’s just remember, Sullivan, that I want you for your smoked meats and your smoked meats only.”He barked out a laugh. “Touché, Sentinel.”