“You have the poutiest lips I've ever seen.""Pouty?' I snorted. "Like I look bratty?""Like you look kissable.”

“He didn't move, just stood with a pleasant smile. But I wouldn't be fooled. How many times had I faces just like his on the news? Well, maybe not just like his. He was better looking than the average psychos.”

“...His gaze seemed to say what I felt: looking at you eases everything inside of me.”

“He nodded, his forehead fused with mine. "My head fogs when you kiss me like that. I can't think," he murmured."It does?" I grinned. "I like making your head fog." I kissed him again.”

“Danicka asked where you were. I told her you and Colin were taking a long lunch eating- something she and her friends might want to take up since -clearly- Colin is a man, and men like meat, dogs like bones.”

“I'll go. Anywhere you ask. But I couldn't say that to him. Even if I felt like I could follow him to Mars, I wouldn't tell him. My will was the one thing I was not prepared to give anyone.”

“You feel control drain away like sand falling from your fingertips. You can't hold onto it. It's gone. And so are you.”