Can you dance?" she asked before she could stop herself. "I can," he said, affronted. "I'm really good with the slow songs.

For they both were solitary, She on earth and he is heaven. And he wooed her with caressed, Wooed her with his smile of sunshine -Song of Hiawatha, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

You will be my downfall, Riley Blackthorne.

The End is Nigh!" the man shouted. "Is there still time for hot chocolate?" Riley asked. The-End-is-Nigh guy blinked. "Ah, maybe, I don’t know.

I thought he worked for Heaven.' I thought I was in love.

I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.” That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more armor, and this time he'd exposed his heart.

That was a kiss for the record books.