“Jeez. Just over a week was all it took for my life to implode. It was some kind of record.”
“I crossed my arms over my chest. Jeez, it was cold in here all of a sudden. And had he always smelled this good? Was it a cologne? Eau de Christmas Pie?”
“I just bonked a werewulf on the noggin. Jeez.”
“Boys. Jeez.”
“Nice, huh? I was just special all over the place.”
“Okay," I began. "You’re too old for me. You’re scary. It’s creepy that you were so all over my mom and now you’re all over me.”
“Boys always get the best lashes; it's like some kind of cosmic law.”