You smell good." "It's called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-" "Naked. I know the drill.

I don't have the body for this," I quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. "No curves." Jev's eyes held mine. "Are you asking my opinion?

I'm not good," he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, "but I was worse.

Nora: What are you planning? Patch: I wouldn't call this planning. I'd call this throwing a Hail Mary with seconds left on the clock.

She already has a car.” “A Ford. That’s like Toyota’s worst enemy.

A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if Id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I was falling, and I feared the sensation far more than hitting bottom. There was no end; just a constantsense of gravity having its way with me.

Violence doesn't equal strength.