“I touched my lips to hers again, and this time, it was a very different sort of kiss. It was six years’ worth of kissing, her lips coming to life under mine, tasting of orange and of desire. Her fingers ran through my sideburns and into my hair before linking around my neck, alive and cool on my warm skin. I was wild and tame and pulled into shreds and crushed into being all at once. For once in my human life, my mind didn’t wander to compose a song lyric or store the moment for later reflection. For once in my life, I was here and nowhere else. -Sam”
“I folded myself against her body, breathing in the smell of my new life and matching my heartbeat to hers" Sam, Linger”
“Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his.”
“Sam,' the girl said. 'Sam.'She was the past present and future. I wanted to answer , but I was broken.”
“Sam:"Okay, what words would you use then?" I leaned back in the seat, thinking, as Sam looked at me doubtfully. He was right to look doubtful. My head didn't work with words very well- at least not in this abstract, descriptive sort of way.Grace:"Sensitive" I tried.Sam translated: "Squishy"Grace:"Creative"Sam:"Dangerously emo"Grace:"Thoughtful"Sam:"Feng shui."I laughed so hard I snorted.Grace:"How did you get feng shui out of thoughtful?"Sam:"You know, because in feng shui, you arrange funiture and plants and stuff in thoughtful ways.”
“I think-I need to ask an embarrassing question. Do you think I could borrow a pair of scrubs? I-uh-my pants-""Oh!" Cried the poor nurse. "Yes. Absolutely. I'll be right back."[...]"Thanks," I mumbled. "I'll just change here. He's not looking at anything at the moment." I gestured toward Sam, who was looking convincingly sedated. The nurse vanished through the curtains. Sam eye's flashed open again, distinctly amused.He whispered, "Did you just tell that man you went potty on yourself?""You.Shut.UP." I hissed back furiously.”