“Luke, you have to know, it won’t be like the other guys. If it’s you, it’ll be worse.” My voice went softer, lower, barely a whisper. “If this goes bad, it’ll destroy me.”
“Why would you help us? (Delphine)I hear stupidity is a fatal disease. Doing my own experimentation to see if that’s true or not. If I survive, we’ll know it’s not. If I die…well, it’ll suck. Bad. And I won’t be happy. (Asmodeus)”
“I want to drag you off and hide you away,” he whispered. “Why?” “I always knew you were beautiful, but now everyone else will too. I won’t be able to keep other boys away from you, and it’ll make me crazy.”
“It’s always been you; it’ll always be you, Angel.”
“If it’ll make you feel better, I won’t let him touch me. I won’t even let him get one in for his fans.”
“He grinned at me and whispered, “I’m going to kiss you now. It’ll be a big one, so don’t hit me.”