“That's my brother," I said. "Saving the world, one girl at a time.”

“Pass me the Academy Award. I don’t know how I did it, but hysterical-girl tears sprung from my eyes as I ran out of the room and down the grand staircase.”

“MY MOUTH OPENED.Way to go, Clare. Way to impress the mother of a prospective boyfriend. Moms love their boys to date psycho overprotective girls.”

“This wasn’t the time or place for it, so I hid it away in a little drawer in the back of my mind,marked DEAL WITH LATER.”

“You can date every girl in town as far as I’m concerned. I hate you. I pray every night that you’ll fall victim to some strange and unusual castration accident.”

“Gabriel?” I said.“Yeah?” His voice was breathless.“Kiss me.”

“I think the correct term for this was ‘pissing contest’, and though I was flattered, I didn’t have time for it.”