“What was it that drew you back? My marvellous personality, I suppose? Or my sparkling conversation?”
“How was I supposed to concentrate on my mental health when my therapist was encased in orange sparkle madness?”
“I am a dull fellow...my person reeks, my conversation consists of insipid platitudes.”
“Um, I guess."Brilliant. Sparkling conversation.”
“What the hell was that supposed to mean anyway? I'm yours. My what? My slave, my guardian angel, my own personal pain in the ass?”
“She squeezed my hand, and I drew a shaky breath, marveling at the fact that while on an ordinary leave in an ordinary place, I'd somehow fallen in love with an extraordinary girl named Savannaah Lynn Curtis.”