“Good gods, can we stop arguing and just, I don’t know, make out?”

“His eyes were burning a liquid silver and his arm tightened around me. "I would never give up on you, Alex. Never.""Then why are you being such a—""What?" his voice dropped low. "I'm being what?"Infuriating. Stubborn. Thick-skulled. Freaking sexy. "Good gods, can we stop arguing and just, I don't know, make out?”

“But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why, We can just make crazy together.”

“Apollo was still a no-show and the cabin out in the middle of nowhere had become a god-free zone. A good thing, but I figured one would just pop in, most likely in Deacon's bed or something, where we'd least expect them.”

“Don't you want to know what cookies is a code word for?" "No! Good God, no!”

“The smile was still on his face, but his words were like the arctic winds. “You don’t talk to her. At all.” There was no stopping He-Man when he came out to play.”

“He followed me around the edge of the bed. "I've been told my lips can make a girl forget just about anything. You should try it out.”