“Kendrick has this look of deep concentration, then she sat up really quick and grinned. "Oh, my God... I know what your task is."..."You have to kiss her... like, in front of everyone. Total hard-core make-out session.”

“I shared a womb with someone... does that mean we shared a soul?Maybe half my soul is buried, deep under the ground, and I'll never get it back.I'm cold when it isn't. I hear storms that aren't there. There's space in me I can't fill.Empty. Cold. Storms. And then I smell the carpet, hear deep breaths that aren't mine.When I open my eyes, she's still gone.”

“Tengo que decirte algo.”Oh-oh. Aquí viene el discurso de los amigos.“Oh, ¿sí?”Sus ojos azul claro miraron a los míos. “Feliz cumpleaños, Jackson.”

“Yet as bad as she felt, it was nothing compared to the stark despair she saw in Rafferty’s eyes. It was so total, and went so deep, that it made her forget her own hurt to see it. It was the look of a man who’d given up deep inside where it mattered most, and for Maggie, who was a survivor to her very toes, it was profoundly disturbing.”

“She (Candace) straightened her spine and shot him (Ryan) a warning glare. “You know what? You just reminded me why I don’t like you.”He grinned like he got a giant kick out of needling her. Or maybe it was her response that he found funny. “Well I like you.”“That’s because I’m not rude and obnoxious.”“Well there is that. But I think it’s mostly to do with the fact that I’m standing here breathing because of you.”“Ah. So gratitude makes you rude? I’ll have to remember that if I’m in the area next time you get in a tight spot.”

“She let him know how much she liked what he was doing by scoring his back with her nails and crying out with pleasure."Oh, God.""Nay, lass. Connor.”

“What am I?"She grinned. "A pain in my posterior."He smiled, too, crinkles forming around his eyes. "I like your posterior.""Yours isn't too shabby, either.""Answer the question.""I thought I had.”