Turned out Qhuinn was a snuggler. Who knew—and how fabulous.

I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated.

I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine.

Chaos and love when hand in hand and oh, the glorious grace of the world because of it.

I have peanut M&M's up there." "Not my style" "Raisinets." "Feh." "Sam Adams." Thor narrowed his eyes. "Cold?" "Downright icy." Thor crossed his arms over his chest and told him self he was not pouting like a five-year-old. "I want Milk Duds.

You're looking at that chick like you want to roll her up in a taco and put your hot sauce all over her.

You so need to lighten up about that potato-launcher incident," Butch said. Phury rolled his eyes and eased back in the banquette. "You broke my window." "Of course we did. V and I were aiming for it." "Twice." "Thus proving that he and I are outstanding marksmen.