If he didn't want to be mauled, he shouldn't have put himself right in my path.

Some say we can't choose who we fall in love with; love chooses us.

I'm afraid that's inappropriate behavior for the schoolyard," Xavier teased. "I know my charm is hard to resist, but please tray and control yourself.

The lake of fire awaits my lady

I was so worried that you wouldn’t want to know me once you found out.” I signed, relief flooding through me. “Are you kidding me?” Xavier reached out and curled a lock of my hair around his finger. “Surely I’ve got to be the luckiest guy in the world.” “How do you figure that?” “Isn’t it obvious? I’ve got my own little piece of Heaven right here.

I believe it stands for 'mother I'd like to...befriend.

Love has to be reciprocated for it to be real.