Word of advice, kid. This may be the Wild West down here, but you ain't a cowboy. You're not even a boy in a cowboy suit.
Crows don’t take from you,” Dean said. “They give your soul wings.
He's no kind of gentleman. That's all right. I'm no kind of lady.
You can't give up on me. If you give up, then I'm going to break into a million pieces. I'm here. I'll give you everything I've got.
I don't care about lasting. I just want right now.
Dean flashed me a smile that promised rule-breaking and breathlessness.