“Have you ever fired one of those before?” Peter teases. “How hard can it be?” The first time we said those words seems like lifetimes ago. “I don’t know, but you make it look nearly impossible.” “You’re hilarious. Who needs a gun when you can just knock ‘em dead with your wit?” “I am pretty witty. So, are you ready?” “No, are you?” “Not in the slightest.” “Oh good, we’re all set then.”

“Connor hands shiny black guns to both me and Peter. I’m pretty sure that if the best description of the weapon I can come up with is black and shiny, then I probably shouldn’t be handling it.”

“A persons soul reflects more than just their actions. It reflects their thoughts and feelings, their emotions and desires. It reflected all of who you are.”

“I swear stupidity is contagious and as hard as I try, logic doesn't seem to be the cure.”

“Okay, so I’m not exactly a morning person, but first impressions should never have to be made before dawn.”

“The way I feel about you . . . it’s crazy.”“You got the crazy part right,” she snapped, pulling away from me.“I practiced this in my head the whole time we were on the bike, so just hear me out.”“Travis—”“I know we’re fucked-up, all right? I’m impulsive and hot tempered, and you get under my skin like no one else. You act like you hate me one minute, and then you need me the next. I never get anything right, and I don’t deserve you . . . but I fucking love you, Abby. I love you more than I’ve loved anyone or anything, ever. When you’re around, I don’t need booze or money or the fighting or the one-night stands . . . all I need is you. You’re all I think about. You’re all I dream about. You’re all I want.”

“I hate this,” he muttered, lowering his forehead until it rested on mine. “I hate him. I hate what he does to you. I hate that I can’t stop him.” My heart melted as pain registered on his beautiful face. Without thinking, I lifted my hand and slid it along Ethan’s cheek. He covered my hand with his own and nuzzled it softly. Finally, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes again. What I saw in them made my breath falter. There was anger and pain, but above all there was…something else. Something that made my heart beat frantically and my whole body vibrate. There was desire.”