Your mom isn’t going to let me step foot inside this place. I’ve seen the gun she keeps on the top shelf of the pantry.

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

You never know what you're going to have to face, so you'd better be prepared.

You find the wrong boy, you ask for trouble. You find the right boy, you find love.

I’m really starting to like all this spy work,” Vee said. “When my normal life gets boring, all I have to do is sidle up next to you.

There was movement along the fringe of Chauncey's vision, and he snapped his head to the left. At first glance what appeared to be a large angel topping a nearby monument rose to full height. Neither stone nor marble, the boy had arms and legs. His torso was naked, his feet were bare, and peasant trousers hung low on his waist. He hopped down from the monument, the ends of his hair dripping rain. It slid down his face, which was dark as a Spaniard's.

If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing's sexier than a guy who writes music.