“His soul's fabric was weaving itself with mine. I loved the frayed ends where it came unraveled, and I loved the strength at its firm, solid center.I loved every thread.”

“Somehow you always stayed quiet.” He laid his hands beside each of mine, so that if he’d been solid, I would’ve been pinned between his body and the dresser. “Remember?”

“I love you all, so much more than you should ever love me.”

“It scared me to need anyone so much. if our souls became inextricably tangled, would mine still be mine? Did I care?”

“I love you, Aura," Logan whispered. "Body or not, as long as I'm in this world, I want to be with you.”

“As he presses me against the car and his fingers tangle in my hair, I find myself hoping-and fearing-that I'll never be the object of such a love, one that could bring a man to his knees and never let him stand again.”

“How about, 'I just kissed a guy at Black Weeds because you've been ignoring me. P.S. I love you.”