Just make sure you're gone by the time we get to Miles's. It creeps me out to see you sitting in his lap without his permission.

What if it can't be worked out? What if I'm—what if I'm broken for good?

Because sometimes there's more worth in silence than noise. Sometimes everything you need to know is contained in that small quiet space. Sometimes we get so caught up in distraction and noise and seeking other people's approval we forget the quiet seed of truth that lives in our hearts. But just because we fail to tune in to it, doesn't mean it's not there.

Well, for that matter, I was also a good friend of Leonardo da Vinci, Botticelli, Francis Bacon, Albert Einstein, and John, Paul, George, and Ringo." He pauses, seeing the blank look on my face and groaning when he says, "Christ, Ever, the Beatles!" He shakes his head and laughs. "God, you make me feel old.

After two solid weeks of waking up in Damen's bed, wrapped in Damen's arms, you'd think I'd have grown used to it by now. But nope. Not even close. Though I could get used to it. I'd like to get used to it.

Family dinner. Seven-thirty sharp. Tie optional. Straight-jacker required.

Explaining that I'm faced with a choice between being with the love of my life, or saving four lives that were never meant to end.