Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me.

Right now, I had everything I could ask for. It wasn't a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.

I’m not going to kill you, Nora. I don’t kill people who are important to me. And you top the list.

Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.

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.

Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.

I'm yours, if you'll have me.