“I’m His girl. You don’t mess with God’s girl. I got a sign on my forehead that says: You better be nice to me, for my Father owns the world.”

“Don't you realize you cannot make your own heart beat?”

“Sometimes you know you've got a chance with a girl because she wants to fight with you. If the world wasn't so messed up, it wouldn't be like that. If the world was normal, a girl being nice to you would be a good sign, but in the real world, it isn't.”

“Some things scratch the surface while others strike at your soul.”

“I don’t have a boyfriend.”“Good thing. I’d hate to have to hop a plane at this time of night just to kick his ass for messing around with my girl.”I smile and chew on my bottom lip. His forwardness is kind of cute. “I’m not your girl, Noel.”“Not yet, but soon,” he says.”

“He started wrapping the fabric around my eyes and I laughed, “Caeden, what are you doing?”“I think that’s pretty obvious. I’m blindfolding you, silly girl.”He secured the knot on the back of my head. “You better not mess up my hair,” I warned.”

“I’m a big girl. I can make my own decisions about my dance partners.” He raised his arms in defense. “All I’m saying is that the guy let you trip and fall. I worry about you dancing in someone else’s arms.”