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

The guy I've got my eye on happens to be hot. Off-the-charts hot. Hotter-than-Patch hot.' She paused. 'Well maybe not that hot. Nobody's that hot.

I love you more than I think I should.

Love the hair. Love when it’s out of control. It’s like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.

Heat flushed Chauncey's neck; it took all his energy to curl his hands into two weak fists. He laughed at himself, but there was no humor. He had no idea how, but the boy was inflicting the nausea and weakness inside him. It would not lift until he took the oath. He would say what he had to, but he swore in his heart he would destroy the boy for this humiliation.

But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.

Thinking. A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.