“F*ck Disneyland. Because all in all ACRO was the happiest damned place on earth.”

“I'm assuming you're taking me to ACRO.""Can't get anything by you," Annika drawled."What's going to happen when we get there?""They'll probably torture you for a few days." Annika glanced at Faith's hands and shrugged. "You didn't need those fingernails anyway. Terrible polish. Black doesn't look good on you.”

“Gotcha." Her smile was smug as she held her elbow against his windpipe, her thighs clenching around his shoulders."I planned this," he grunted."Yeah sure--keep telling yourself that, ghost boy.""You like being my prisoner, don't you?""Take off your pants," he mumured..."I'm supposed to be back at ACRO soon.""Not before you come atleast three times.""Is that so?""Pants Annika," he repeated.."Sit.On.My.Face.""Now who's giving orders," she murmured~Cree and Annika”

“Mine," she whispered in his ear. "All mine. Say it, Tommy.""Kira, I...""Say it. Please, Tommy.""Yours, Kira. All yours" he whispered...”

“Yeah, this is danger-induced fits of lust and madness, because I am crazy, Faith--make no mistake about that. But this"-he motioned between them--"is a hell of a lot more than just lust and madness. So you can keep protesting all you want, baby...and I'll keep doing exactly what I'm doing. Now get over here."~Wyatt”

“You need me," he said. "And I'm all yours."~Tommy aka "Ender”

“You want me to make it better for you. Just the way you feel full and satisfied now, you're going to let me satiate you in the bedroom. Any way I want. Splayed out for me in chains on the bed, unable to move while my tongue finds all the places that drive you crazy.""I won't let that happen," she breathed."You already have. You've let me lick you. I swear I can still taste you--sweet. Addictive." He smiled. "I can already hear you moaning. Letting go. Submitting to me."~Trance”