And have her back by midnight. " "Is that some powerful Caster hour?" "No. It's her curfew.
A kiss that was every bit as big and every bit as small as a kiss can be.
Mortals. I envy you. You think you can change things. Stop the universe. Undo what was done long before you came along. You are such beautiful creatures.
Don’t spit down my back and tell me it’s raining.
The guy thought he was Mick Jagger. I felt bad for him.
I said it, just like that. No stupid jokes, no changing the subject. For once, I wasn't embarrassed, because it was the truth. I had fallen. I think I had always been falling. And she might as well know, if she didn't already, because there was no going back now. Not for me.