“You want me to whatbook? And Tweet? Like a bird? Are you serious?”
“If you send someone a snarky Tweet, does that make you an Angry Bird?”
“My mother, she killed me,My father, he ate me,My sister Marlene,Gathered all my bones,Tied them in a silken scarf,Laid them beneath the juniper tree,Tweet, tweet, what a beautiful bird am I.”
“Tweet, tweet, you're alive, you ignorant asshole.”
“I think Adrian really likes you. Like, in a wanting-to-be-serious way.""Nope. He likes me in a wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir way.”
“I’m serious about you, Avery. If you want me forreal, you have me.”Closing my eyes, I placed my hands on his chest. “I want you for real.”