“I draw him closer by his tie and whisper into his ear, "Cricket Bell, I have been in love with you for my entire life.”

“He shifted his attention back to me and leaned in closer. “I told you to behave. I don’t want to have to arrest you ever again.”“Um . . . okay.”I felt him slide something under my hand. He leaned in even closer, his mouth by my ear, and whispered, “Although I wouldn’t mind handcuffing you.”Oh. My. God.”

“Love you, Tabby." Oh yes. I pressed the insides of my thighs to his hips, wrapped my arms tight around him, and whispered in his ear, "Love you too, Shy." His mouth moved below my ear and he murmured against my skin, "Everything to me.”

“They didn't have much troubleteaching the ape to write poems:first they strapped him into a chair,then tied the pencil around his hand(the paper had already been nailed down).Then Dr. Bluespire leaned over his shoulderand whispered into his ear:'You look like a god sitting there.Why don't you try writing something?”

“And if I'm the stars, Cricket Bell is entire galaxies.”

“This is our true tie," he whispered, his breath falling hotly onto my lips. "You're meant for me, and I will have you.”