You're a wizard," I snapped. "Can't you just use magic to make your own food?" "Ah, yes," he retorted. "Because mud pies are so very delicious and the wind fills empty stomachs quite nicely.

But inside or out, I was alone, and I was beginning to wonder if I always had been, if I always would be.

Maybe we had just gotten too used to being alone-- and maybe that needed to change.

Breathing him in wasn't enough, I wanted to inhale him. The leather, the smoke, the sweetness.

Yes, you are,” Chubs agreed. “But you’re our idiot, so be more careful next time.” “Cosigned,” Liam said, hooking his fingers over mine on top of the armrest.

The darkest minds never fade in the afterlight.

A moment later, Liam's bright blue eyes opened, and he was seeing me. He just wasn't seeing Ruby.