“I'll be like your bodyguard or something. Me Tarzan. You Jane.”

“You don't have to do it on your own. Let me take some of the weight, baby."But he has so much already. "You have your own problems.""We'll share each others.”

“Everything’s not always black and white, Princess. Sometimes we have to do shit because there’s not another choice. Maybe you should think about that before you snub your nose at me.”

“Her eyes don't leave her book, but I see her smile. It's like the inside of my chest hiccups or something at the sight.”

“Jaden: "Dude, you've found something wrong with every girl. I'm about to play this one solo if you can't make up your mind."Bastian: "We're not trying to decide between a Big Mac or a chicken sandwich here. This is some serious shit. We want epicness, we have to be choosy.”

“Tegan leans forward, pressing his lips to mine too quickly for my taste. "Because." Another kiss. "You're." Oh, one more. "My girl." Two kisses this time. "And it doesn't feel right for you to pay me for us to work out together. Because I want to be able to kiss you when I want and I can't do that if you're my client."At least I think that's what he said. I'm not sure I caught anything after him telling me I'm his girl."I am? Your girl, I mean?"He gives my waist a squeeze and I suck in my stomach. "I thought so, unless you're only using me for my make-out abilities.""You're so -""Conceited. I know. But you like it.”

“Colt lies on my bed and pulls me down behind him. I expect him to go for my clothes, but instead he kisses me again. “Blanket.” I mutter, between kisses. “If you’re cold I’m doing something wrong.”