“Avery's tone was grand and high-pitched." And, since I've been hanging out with you, Dad's decided I'm on good behavior now." "Poor oblivious bastard," murmured Christian.”

“Did you really just invite Adrian to your room later?" asked Lissa.Avery shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. Sometimes we hang out once you guys are all tucked into bed. You aren't going to get jealous, are you?" "No," laughed Lissa. "Just curious. Adrian's a good guy." "Oh?" asked Christian. "Define 'good'." Avery held up her hand and began ticking items off with each finger. "He's devastatingly handsome, funny, rich, related to the queen..." "You got your wedding colors picked out?" asked Lissa, still laughing. "Not yet," said Avery. "I'm still testing the waters. I figured he'd be an easy notch on the Avery Lazar belt, but he's kind of hard to read." "I really don't want to be hearing this," Christian said.”

“So, explain this," Avery said, "You just, what, hang around the Academy all day? Are you trying to redo your high school experience?" "Nothing to redo," said Adrian loftily. "I totally ruled my high school. I was worshiped and adored—not that that should come as a shock." Beside him, Christian nearly choked on his food. "So. . .You're trying to relive your glory days. It's all gone downhill since then, huh?" "No way," said Adrian. "I'm like a fine wine. I get better with age. The best is yet to come.""Seems like it'd get old after a while," said Avery, "I'm certainly bored, and I even spend part of the day helping my dad." "Adrian sleeps most of the day," noted Lissa, "So he doesn't actually have to worry about finding things to do." "Hey, I spend a good portion of my time helping you unravel the mysteries of spirit," Adrian reminded her. "And," he added, "I can visit people in their dreams."Christian held up a hand. "Stop. I can feel there's a comment coming on about how women already dream about you. I just ate, you know." "I wasn't going to go there," said Adrian. But he kind of looked like he wished he'd thought of the joke first.”

“Rose only hangs out with guys and psychopaths," said Mia."Well," he said cheerfully, "since I'm both a psychopath and a guy, that would explain why we're such good friends.”

“This," Adrian said grandly, "is Blake Lazar.""It's nice to meet you," she said.Blake smile radiantly. "May I call you Vasilisa?""You can call me Lissa.""You can also," added Christian, "let go of her hand now.”

“Since...since when?" I finally managed to ask."Since...forever." His tone implied the answer was obvious.”

“Can't you ever get off for good behavior?""Sure, if I was ever good.”