“You gonna deal with Mr. Hot and Moody?""Not sure. I may just pull out my e-reader."He nodded. "Probably safer for your sanity.”
“Good luck on your test.”“I’m gonna ace it for sure!” I said, rolling to Wesley’s side of thebed and pulling the sheet up.“Don’t I know it,” he smiled, and then slapped the doorframe. “Ohyeah. If Gus calls, just tell him I was balls-deep in your ass and that I’mon my way now.”
“and he would probably not agree with my conviction that a sense of humor is the main measure of sanity. But who can say for sure? Humor is a very private thing.”
“I'm not sure if it's better to be alone but it's probably safer.”
“You probably faked passing out the other day, just so you could be carried in my hot, sweaty, manly arms.”
“If my butt's in the way you're just gonna have to deal with it!”