But God knows, I don't want anyone but you. I don't even want to want anyone but you.
Oh, come on," Clary said. "You're a vampire, not Spider-Man.
I was just thinking of bunding up Cecily and feeding her to the ducks in Hyde Park," said Will, pushing his wet hair back and favoring Jem with a rare smile.
Where is your angel now?
You can tell me to stop any time you want, but you won't.
It's all very romantic," Gabriel said, and then frowned. "Or it would be, if my brother could get a word out without sounding like a choking frog. I fear he will not go down in history as one of the world's greatest wooers of women.