I felt his eyes devour me as I moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a hot ache shivered through me. A kiss would've been less intimate.

Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.

You killed my Dad." Any trace of kindness or sympathy vanished from Rixon's eyes. "Well this is awkward.

Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?

As in, I wouldn't know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.

Boys like girls who look like...girls.

Something doesn't look right," Vee said. "Is the tire supposed to look like that?" I banged my head against the nearest tree trunk. "So we've got a flat," Vee said. "What now?