Are you OK?" I asked. "I think so." Logan stared at me, and a smile pulled up his lips. "But maybe you should give me mouth-to-mouth, just to make sure.

That’s hard core, Gin,” Finn replied. “Very hard core. Kind of kinky too.” A grim smile tightened my lips. “That’s me. Gin Blanco. Hard core and kinky to the bitter end.

All I'm saying is that I understand if the novelty's worn off and you want to get off the carousel ride now before it kills you.

I didn't know if he really meant talk, make out, or something else completely, but I'd be happy with any of them.

I know that look. What are you up to, Gwen?" "What makes you think I'm up to something?" The Valkyrie snorted. "You're breathing, aren't you?

Kiss me or let me go. I don’t care anymore.

And I was stuck here at Warrior Freaks R Us.