After a long day, my favorite way to unwind is by going running. Not exactly the most relaxing activity, granted, but I always imagine I'm sweating out all the things weighing on my mind.

Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.

His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.

A girl could lather up in soap like that.

I’d like to. Problem is, I’m not stupid.” “You act stupid.” “Right. Thanks for that. For your information, there’s a difference between acting stupid and being stupid.” “It’s a fine line, but someone has to draw it.

I couldn't look at you and breath at the same time.

You should shower," I said. "Right now." "I smell that bad?" (Patch) Actually, he smelled that good.