Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked. "If I did?" "I don't like it." He grinned. "It stays, Angel.

Arrogance can be deadly.

This is crazy," I told Patch in an undertone. "I'm crazy." He was on the brink of smiling again. "About you.

The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren't going away.

Busted. I'm a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.

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?

My legs are falling asleep,” I blurted. It wasn’t a total lie. I was experiencing tingling sensations all through my body, legs included. “I could solve that.” Patch’s hands closed on my hips.