“Are you upset that you can’t stomp around like a caveman and pee on my leg?” I poked his shoulder. “I’m not a tree, Your Highness.”

“You're the only girl that I want to be with. The only girl I look forward to seeing walk into a room. When I'm not with you, all I can think about is getting back to you. When you touch me, it's like fire running through my veins."-loc 1725”

“You smell like the floor of a bar.""Hey. I resent that. I have lots of fond memories of bar floors.”

“Who died in the shop and how does it already smell like something has been decaying in the hot sun?""Oh, you know us. Brought home some roadkill for kicks.""You didn't wait for me? You know how much I love roadkill. I mean, roadkill is the gift that keeps on giving.”

“A group of older women walked past, wearing fanny packs and large cameras around their necks...."I think I'm going to get one of those." Weylin's voice was thoughtful as he watched the women jaywalk."One of what?" Ree cocked an eyebrow and smiled at her friend."I don't know, Wey-mand. I think they might be too much woman for you." Paden flashed a crooked grin."Har, har. I meant a fanny pack." Looking thoughtful, Weylin ignored thier expressions of disbelief."A...fanny pack?" Sophie was looking at Weylin as if he had lost his mind, but Ree noticed the corners of her mouth twitching."Yeah. Think about all the cool things I could carry in one." Completely unperturbed, Weylin stopped at the crosswalk and hit the button on the light post. "I could carry knives and some of those collapsible swords that Roland uses. Oh and snacks!"Unable to control her laughter anymore, Ree leaned over and clutched her sides. "Snacks? Weylin, I think you might need to lie down. You obviously have a fever or something.""You won't be saying that the next time we're out and you get a hankering for a pizza or some popcorn. I could even carry bottled water and little sanitizer wipes.""How big of a fanny pack are you planning on getting? Paden raised an eyebrow...."Oh, hell no! I am not eating food you've been carrying near your man-pickle. That is so not going to happen." Everyone in the group sputtered and laughed at Juliette's comment.”

“His lips were like a caress as he brushed them across mine; slow and soft. He lingered, breathing in deeply as if he couldn't breathe without me. Eventually, he moved on to plant a tender kiss on my bottom lip, before pilling back and looking at me. His cocky grin was gone, replaced with something tender and nervous. His thumb ran over my lip once, before he let go, and smiled. -Loc 1471 ARC”

“It's a little weird that they keep walking around sniffing things. Think I'll do that eventually?""I have no idea. At least they aren't chewing on the furniture.”