“Seriously." Asher whispered. "You are pretty badass. It's a good thing you're little or I would be afraid of you.”

“You don't have a heartbeat," I realized. "Does that bother you?" He asked."No." I thought for a minute. "As long as you can feel things and care about things.""It's a misconception that you need a heart to love," Asher whispered into my hair.”

“Darling, sometimes I think it's a good thing you're so pretty.”

“You know, you're hot and you've got that badass manly man thing going and I'm crazily attracted to you, but honestly, I suspect you're going to be a little too bossy for my tastes. Thanks for the offer on the whole love-me-die-for-me thing, but I'll pass.”

“Isabelle, it's all right for you to be a little afraid, but you should also be very excited and joyful, too. You're about to bring a new life into this world.""I would rather Winslow do it.”

“Seriously,” I whispered, unable to look away. “You're doing the bedroom-eyes thing again.”