“It’s just a mild disagreement, Papa. Remi has this whole need to breathe in and out, which annoys me. If he would just stop breathing, I’d be fine. (Aimee)”

“You play dirty, Haley." he breathed. "But this is my show.""I can take care of myself""Not like I can.""Do you want me to stop?""No.""Then say it. Say it's my show."~Remy/Haley”

“He set me on fire just by breathing.”

“Oh, gods, you’re mated! I really hope it’s to Aimee. (Bride)Thankfully so. Otherwise I’d have had to kill me some ho and then beat Fang senseless. (Aimee)”

“It was an earthshattering kiss, one that stole breaths, stopped hearts, and scared the shit out of me because it surfaced feelings I’d never felt before, ones that rendered me helpless.”

“Papa sat with me tonight. He brought the accordion down and sat close to where Max used to sit. I often look at his fingers and face when he plays. the accordion breathes. There are lines on his cheeks. They look drawn on, and for some reason, when I see them, I want to cry. It is not for any sadness or pride. I just like the way they move and change. Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. When he looks at me and smiles and breathes, I hear the notes.”