“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.”

“I find it more polite when I yawn without opening my mouth. I also talk this way too, with my mouth closed.”

“He lowered his face to hers and spoke against her mouth. "I don't want to imagine you not in my life.”

“Hey, princess.”“Hey,” I whispered, as Ash slipped his arms around my waist from behind, drawing me close. I could feel his glare aimed at Puck over my head, a silent, protective gesture that spoke louder than any words. Mine. Back off.”

“You have no right to tell me-""You do not want to finish that sentence, missy. You want to sit down, close your mouth, and eat.""How am I supposed to eat with my mouth closed?”

“I don't have room for serious in my life."He stepped close and brushed my lips with his, then spoke in a low tone. "I want you to be serious about me,”