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

I loved you long before you loved me. It's the only thing I have you beat at, and I'll bring it up every chance I get.

I could get you to smile like that, and without sales tax.

Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" "If I did?

Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?

I might have been tempted to hit him square in the jaw had he not taken me by the shoulders and pinned me against the wall. There was hardly any space left between us, just a thin boundary of air, but Patch managed to eliminate it. "Let's be honest, Nora. You've got it bad for me." His eyes held a lot of depth. "And I've got it bad for you." He leaned into me and put his mouth on mine. A lot of him was on me, actually. We touched base at several strategetic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.

You're mine, Angel, and don't you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don't think I can handle the real thing.