“Lines are for people who are sad and pathetic. Let’s just fuck.”

“Just give me a second. Attempting to give a fuck...Attempting harder to give a fuck...Sorry, there was an error; fuck not given.”

“For God's sake, Connor, will you leave my fucking belly button the fuck alone and either move up a fucking bit or down a fucking bit!”

“Name.” It was a demand this time, not a question...“Fuck you.”“Good name. I like it. Easy to remember. Mind if I call you Fuck for short?”

“You just don’t get it, do you? You have no idea how important you are to me. I need you to be okay, Taryn. I can’t be without you, you have to be here and okay or I would be able to fucking function.”

“She's one of those people who are like Slinkies.""Slinkies?""Yeah. Basically useless, but they make you smile when you push them down the stairs.”

“He’d sort of expected the silent treatment. Maybe she wasn’t pissed after all.“Hey, baby, where are you?”“Why the fuck do you care?”No, she was definitely pissed.”