That was a good fight back in the gym,” he said. “But I think you could benefit from a few more boxing lessons.

Nora: This is crazy. Patch: I'm crazy. About you.

We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.

I’m going to grab a cheeseburger,” I told Patch. “Want anything?” “Nothing on the menu.” I smiled. “Why, Patch, are you flirting with me?

I take my job seriously, which means I'm going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.

Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.

A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if Id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I was falling, and I feared the sensation far more than hitting bottom. There was no end; just a constantsense of gravity having its way with me.