“I was thrown out of college for cheating on the metaphysics exam; I looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.”

“Tonight sucks. And look at me. Look at - look at stupid Buffy. Too dumb for college, and-and-and freak Buffy, too strong for construction work. And-and my job at the magic shop? I was bored to tears even before the hour that wouldn't end. And the only person that I can even stand to be around is a... neutered vampire who cheats at kitten poker.”

“I don't need it. I don't want it. And you cheated me out of it.”

“Principled hate is a hell of a lot stronger than "Boy, I wish you hadn't mummified me and thrown me into the lake" hate.”

“Blake held out a hand to Livia, who felt like she was cheating on an exam as she took it.“I can’t stop looking at you,” he whispered. “The candlelight, the dress, the curls.” He pressed a reverent kiss on her forehead.Livia inhaled his cologne. Maybe he’d borrowed Cole’s, and the warm scent made Blake a present begging to be opened.”

“What I was hungry for was sitting nonchalantly next to me on the couch.”