“Hey angel, I think you're halo has a screw loose.”

“Well, Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die,I'm a little bit scared of what comes after. Do I get the gold chariot? Do I float through the ceiling?”

“Haste to disgrace the traitor. Do not wait 'til later.”

“Die young and save yourself”

“You're my girlfriend, Cami, unless you don't want it that way." He opened his eyes, looking at me.I swallowed. "I want it that way.""Good, because I think we've established I'm never going to get my fill of you.”

“Why'd you ask her out? You know we're trying to lay low.""She was in a bit of a pickle with another guy who likes her. I decided to help her - thinking it would be a onetime deal. Things progressed from there."Chris snorted. "Oh, so now you're saying you're in some sort of a love triangle? You're not supposed to star in your own romance novel! What the heck are you doing when I'm gone?”

“I needed to be brought into the loop about who's hot and who's not, when I moved here. You know how it is," he added. "Social status and all that."And then I was deflated, because I understood what he meant."Yes, I'm sure they were happy to fill you in that I'm part of the 'who's not' category. In fact, I'd imagine I'm probably on the top of that list."He lifted an eyebrow in question, and I noticed the colour of his eyes again for the second time today. "You're kidding, right? I don't think any guy has you on his 'who's not' list.""Then please, enlighten me as to which lucky category I've fallen into. It's always nice to be sorted like inanimate objects.”