“What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only?”

“This seems headed into girl-fight territory," Tod said. "Should I make popcorn?”

“Her dark-eyed glare narrowed on me. "You could have least given him a shirt, Kaylee.""Like you're an expert on when it's appropriate to wear a shirt." Sabine bristled."This seems headed into girl-fight territory," Tod said. "Should I make popcorn?”

“If you live in the dark long enough, you start to forget what light looks like.”

“I always knew my sexual prowess has the power to save lives.""You can turn anything into an ego boost, can't you?""I have a healthy sense of my own worth. But I have an even better sense of yours.""Aww...”

“His name's Nash."Aunt Val took a butter knife from the silverware drawer. "What year is he?"I groaned inwardly. "Senior." ...here we go ...Her smile was a little too enthusiastic. "Well that's wonderful!"Of course, what she really meant was "Rise from the shadows, social leper, and walk in the bright light of acceptance!”

“I want you, Kaylee, like I’ve never wanted anything. Ever. I want the fire. I want the heat, and the light, and I want the burn.”