“Daemon stilled above me. 'I won't hurt you, Kat.' His tone was softer, but still laced with fury as he tried to control me without doing any real damage. 'I could never hurt you.”

“Listen to me, Ember. I couldn’t hurt you. I can’t.” Hayden settled his eyes on me. They were softer than I’d ever seen. “I love you— I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you.”

“Daemon stomped past them, bumping into his brother's shoulder. "You make my head hurt", he said, scowling. "And you make me all warm and fuzzy inside".”

“Daemon arched a brow. 'Are you feeling me up, Kat? I'm liking where this is heading.”

“You worry about hurting me, but you never seem to worry about me hurting you. And I’m the one with the killer touch.”

“Do you... feel anything around me?""Other than what I felt this morning when I saw how good you looked in those jeans?""Daemon." I sighed, trying to disregard the girl in my that screamed, HE NOTICED ME! "I'm being serious.”

“I tried to push down my anger. One thing I hated more than Daemon's douche-nozzle side was him telling me what to do. "You don't own me, Daemon.""It's not about ownership, you little nut.""Nut?" I glared at him. "I wouldn't call me names when I have a knife in my hand.”