“I dare you to tell me to walk through fire Wear my soul and call me a liar...”
“Tell me I am not a slave, but put a leash on me and I will call you a liar.”
“Liar, liar. My pants are so on fire. And so is the rest of me.”
“Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.”
“Wrapping my arms around her, I walked her backward into the brick. “Tell me you chose me, Echo.”She licked her lips. Those green eyes smoldered, calling me to her. “I chose you.”
“She dares me to pour myself out like a living waterfall. She dares me to enter the soul that is more than my own; she extinguishes fear in mere seconds. She lets light come through.”