I needed him like I'd never needed anyone.

My life sucks when I’m only half-aware of it. If I quit drinking and saw what it’s really like, I’d probably jump off a bridge.

Everything had come into sharp focus : his smooth words, his black, glinting eyes, his broad experience with lies, seduction, women. I'd fallen in love with the devil.

I already know my size. I don't need reminding.

Patch wasn't the kind of guy mothers smiled on. He was the kind of guy they changed the house locks for.

She shrieked. "Nora! What happened to the banister!" Good thing she hadn't seen her bedroom yet.

You don't happen to have a thousand dollars I can borrow?" "I don't have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic.