“If this is about working through your pain with me, I gave what I’m gonna give to that. If this is about something else, then I’ll be spending the night.”

“See, I know what they think about me. That I’m some project. And, yeah, I’ll accept their help. But I’m gonna pay my way. ’Cause you can’t let people like that give you anything. They think they own you then. And you know what? Nobody’s ever going to own me.”

“I’ve been feeling something else. Like I’m about to be suckedinto something powerful and painful.”

“Speaking of tired, I’m exhausted,” I breathed. “I’m gonna head to bed, Baby.” I looked to everyone else. “Good night, guys.”“Night, Sis,” Jim said.Travis’ brothers all bid me goodnight, and I headed up the stairs.“I’m gonna turn in, too,” I heard Travis say.“I bet you are,” Trenton teased.“Lucky bastard,” Tyler grumbled.“Hey. We’re not going to talk about your sister like that,” Jim warned.”

“Luck? I don’t know anything about luck. I’ve never banked on it and I’m afraid of people who do. Luck to me is something else: hard work - and realizing what opportunity is and what isn’t.”

“I don’t give a fuck about whatever fucking rules you have. That was you that you just gave me. I wanted it, you gave it, I took it and I’m not fucking giving it back.”