You're Mac, and I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters.

The real thinkers of the world aren't the best dressed. Staying on top of the latest fashions, accessorizing, and presenting oneself is time consuming. It takes a lot of effort, energy and concentration to be incessantly happy and perfectly groomed. You meet somebody like that- ask yourself what they're running from.

We will K‘Vruck the world.

She's too young. Too innocent. Too human. For what I'm becoming.

I am a kite in a tornado, but I have a long string.

I'm here. You're safe now. It's okay to remember. They can never hurt you again.

Then you will simply have to see for yourself. Touch me, lass. Feel my ...sock." His silver gaze sizzled with challenge, as he unzipped his zipper. Uh-uh." She shook her head for added emphasis. Then find me a pair of trews that doona threaten to sever my manparts.